Incapable Of Love

Everyone present turned their heads in the direction of the entrance to the mansion.

However, without looking back, I already knew who it was.

"Sublime timing, little wolf," I muttered to myself and couldn't help smirking. I slowly let go of Orion's fists and turned to look back as well.

Aria...

"Sylvain, what are you... What are you doing?" She asked with a shocked expression as she stepped down the stairs leading into the mansion.

I blinked as I scrutinized her. She had her black hair flowing at the left side of her chest, just over her bosoms which were only slightly exposed. She wore a black shirt with long sleeves and a black form-fitting jean trouser.

To my surprise, she also wore heels and moved elegantly in them. She walked towards us with a confidence that I found oddly alluring.

However, it seemed that confidence faltered as soon as our gazes met. Her round cheeks reddened but she quickly closed her eyes and cleared her throat.

Anyway, I placed my hands behind me and an