Jealous

A cunning smile immediately dons Zaire’s face.

Upon seeing the smile on Zaire’s face, Lotus immediately realized what she had just done, causing her heart to fly off. Quickly, she let go of Zaire's collar and looked away, a furious flush of red on her pale face.

Zaire’s lips curved up, and he wrapped his hands around her thin waist. He licked her ear and blew warm air into it, causing her face and ear to turn red. “En. You're cute like this.” He susurrated in a husky and deep voice.

Cute like this? Did Zaire just call her cute? Lotus froze in shock, but in the next minute, she snapped out of her shock, finding everything strange. This man is so unusual. How wouldn’t she think she was still in a dream?

She eyed Zaire in alarm and stared at him cautiously. “You’re not possessed, are you?” She softly whispered, her eyes fixated on Zaire’s face as if she were trying to notice any expression change on Zaire’s face.

Zaire cupped her cheeks and placed a soft kiss on the corner of her lips.