Mason Nightshade picked up Aurelia Shaw, his heart still pounding with fear, and his voice was plaintive with a hint of coquettishness, "I dreamed that you didn't want me anymore."
Aurelia Shaw was taken aback.
Then she promptly tried to cover her aging face.
"Cough, cough! Boudoir...pleasure." Aurelia awkwardly coughed towards Victoria Blake.
Victoria raised an eyebrow, looking at her with a teasing smile.
"You... go back to the room!" Aurelia whispered angrily in Mason's ear, but before she could finish, Mason blocked her lips with a fierce kiss.
His eyes regained their clarity, as if his previous coquetry and grievance were an illusion, "From now on, don't leave me alone when I'm asleep, understand?"
"I was thirsty, I came down to drink water," Aurelia muttered in explanation, feeling utterly embarrassed.
She had been teasing Victoria just now, only to be mocked by Victoria in return.
"Come on, let's go upstairs and take our time drinking."
