His Dark Devotion •The Monster Bride•
his mother said firmly this time, her tone strict, making his lips turn downward.
Seeing that, Iris gently cupped his face in her hands and leaned closer to his ear.
“That’s monster chocolate,” she whispered.
His eyes widened in disbelief and a little fear as he looked at her. “Really?” he asked.
Iris suppressed the smile threatening to escape. With a serious expression, she nodded. “Yes.”
“Then why is it in your room?” the boy asked, coming up with yet another question.
She was slightly taken aback but maintained her serious face. “Because the monster lives here,” she answered.