"Liana…"
"Yes, Young Master?" Liana replied, her tone gentle and calm, but there was a sharp glint in her eyes.
"How about…" Javier hesitated, trying to read her mood. "...we sleep together tonight?"
Liana raised eyebrow and crossed her arms, showing hint of defiance. "Why don't you ask Lady Gracelle for that? After all, she seems to be your favorite now. You even kissed her in public, Young Master."
Javier blinked, stunned. "But…"
Liana didn't let him finish. With a graceful curtsy, she added, "Now, if you'll excuse me, Young Master, I must return to Madam Francesca. Goodnight."
Before Javier could protest, she turned and walked away, leaving him standing there.
"Crap…" Javier muttered, running a hand through his messy black hair. "I really messed up this time.I just wanted to tease her a bit… How did this backfire so badly?"
