Miss Billionaire Prisoner
Either because of the temptation of Almeera's sweet blood scent or because of the stifled kiss, everything mixed into an abnormal flutter.
Damian felt the heat, his fangs popping out despite being held back as hard as he could. Illusions began to appear, at a time like that ... he knew something bad was going to happen. Luckily at the last moment of consciousness, the soft object moved away, also her body immediately leaned against the car door.
Flat expression, looking relaxed wiping messy lipstick. "Study well, dear. Come on… it's time to go home, right?”
“You're the one driving, I want to sleep for a bit,” she continued, opening the door at the back and entering.
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