After the hotel staff left, Amora stared at the letter Regis had left her. She pursed her lips in frustration."Couldn't he just talk to me directly?" Amora grumbled inwardly.She thought his method was old-fashioned, but she couldn’t deny that it touched her deeply.Amora tore open the seal on the pink envelope and pulled out a sheet of paper that read, "Enjoy the meal. No need to wait for me. I'll be home late. You and Rayden can use any room you like."“So, he’s out,” Amora muttered to herself.She read the letter again, but her eyes suddenly widened when she noticed a short message in the corner at the bottom."P.S. Don't miss your perverted man."Amora’s face flushed instantly. She crumpled the paper spontaneously. "What a lunatic," she muttered.“What’s wrong, Mom?” Rayden, who had been standing next to her, looked at her in confusion.“N-nothing,” Amora stammered, clearing her throat. She tried to calm her expression by fanning her face, which felt warm.“Mom, can I eat now?” R
Rayden’s statement left Amora stunned. Initially, she could sense her son's interest in Regis, but she never expected him to think of making Regis his father.“Ray .…”The boy continued before Amora could ask further, “At least Uncle Lorenzo is better… No! Way better than the man who left you and Ray without taking any responsibility.”Amora was shocked. “You mean … your biological father, Ray?” she asked hesitantly.Rayden nodded. “I hate him! I hate that he didn’t come to protect you and left you to raise me alone. When you needed him, he was never there. I hate him!” he declared.“Ray, you .…”Amora paused, unsure how to explain to her son about the two men he thought were different.A long sigh escaped Amora’s lips. This was the first time she heard Rayden’s opinion about his biological father.She hadn’t expected her son to harbor such deep hatred toward the man. But she didn’t know how to tell him that the two people he saw as different were the same person.Admitting that would
Regis was about to reach out to brush away the fine strands of Amora's hair that were obscuring his view, but he pulled back his hand when he realized what he was about to do.Clenching his fist tightly, Regis closed his eyes for a moment to calm the intense emotions surging within him.He exhaled a long breath. "What was I thinking just now?" he muttered, pinching the bridge of his nose.Regis then left the room to clean himself up. He didn't want to dirty Amora's face and body with his hands, which were still stained.Not long ago, Regis had been involved in a violent and bloody incident. The reason he had left the penthouse earlier was related to his organization’s problems.Regis received a report from one of his trusted subordinates that a group of people was using the name of Royal Dragon to scam other underground organizations.Because of this report, Regis led his men to capture the fraudsters. He had information that these scoundrels were conducting a transaction at a warehou
“Don’t come any closer, Regis!” Amora snapped, her voice breaking into informal speech as she called the man by his name directly.A slow, sly smile curved Regis’s lips. He stood with his hands on his hips, watching Amora, who was still holding her hands out to keep her distance between them.“I like it when you say my name. It sounds so sweet,” Regis murmured, causing Amora’s eyes to widen even more.Amora bit her lower lip, feeling a surge of irritation as Regis once again managed to toy with her.“Sir Lorenzo, please mind your behavior, or I will—”“Or you’ll what, hm? Scream?” Regis interrupted, guessing what she might do next.At this moment, Amora was like a helpless rabbit caught in a hunter’s trap.“You haven’t forgotten that you’re in my territory now, right? Who do you think would come to help you if you scream?” Regis taunted, laughing softly.Amora’s face flushed red again. She bit her lower lip, knowing Regis was right. There was nothing she could do even if he decided to
"Who would even want to look at it? Besides, there’s nothing good to see about you!"Amora blurted out, saying the opposite of what she was really thinking. She didn’t want to let Regis keep mocking her."Nothing good to see, you say?" Regis murmured, his anger evident as he focused on that particular part of her statement.Amora cleared her throat. "I think all men have the same thing, right? I’ve seen it often enough. So, there’s nothing special about it, is there?" she retorted.Of course, Amora was lying. There was no way she had seen a man undressed before. She wasn’t some abnormal woman with strange habits.She cleared her throat again, noticing Regis’s shocked expression at her words."When did you get home?" Amora asked, trying to divert their awkward conversation. She was also curious to know the answer, as just a few minutes ago, she thought he hadn’t returned yet.Earlier, Amora had woken up in surprise, not expecting to fall asleep while waiting for Regis. She decided to h
"Did ... did you kill someone?"Amora's lips trembled as she asked the question. She remembered the incident from seven years ago when she caught Regis killing someone in a hotel lounge.Back then, she thought Regis was a cold-blooded murderer. But after learning his true identity, she drew a different conclusion.“Is ... the Royal Dragon really what they’ve been rumored to be all this time?” Amora probed, her thoughts forming a new realization.Although she was terrified of hearing the truth, she felt she needed to know. Her hazel eyes looked at Regis, filled with mixed emotions.A faint smirk remained on Regis's lips. He didn't feel threatened by Amora's question. He admired her courage.Despite Amora's fearful expression, Regis noticed that her eyes showed resilience. No one had ever dared to ask him directly because they feared for their lives.Many bad rumors about the Royal Dragon circulated throughout society. Some said they ran a black market organization that controlled illeg
"Do you think I’ll just forget about your rudeness earlier?" Amora responded, pouting.Regis chuckled softly. He had lost count of how many times he had laughed today. Amora’s actions, words, and expressions never failed to amuse him.The fatigue and anger he felt after dealing with a gang of scammers seemed to evaporate after talking to Amora. Normally, Regis rarely engaged in conversations unless necessary.But for some reason, he felt different when he was with her. Amora seemed to draw him into doing things he never usually did."Aren’t you worried you’ll get wrinkles from being mad all the time?" teased Regis, noticing her scowling face. The words slipped out of his mouth without him being able to stop them.Somehow, teasing her had become something he wanted to do most. Seeing the various expressions on Amora’s face was so enjoyable for Regis, and deep down, a spark began to ignite within him without him even realizing it.Amora rolled her eyes lazily at his teasing. Suddenly, s
"All done."Amora's voice snapped Regis out of his wild thoughts. She quickly adjusted the collar of his coat, then began tidying up the medicines and tools she had taken out, discarding the used cotton and bandages.After organizing everything, Amora stood up and returned the first-aid kit to its original place. She thought about leaving the room since there was nothing else to discuss with Regis. Besides, she was starting to feel sleepy. She felt relieved that she had fulfilled her responsibility, except for the slap that still lingered on his cheek."You should compress your cheek before going to bed so it doesn't swell tomorrow," Amora advised him.Regis didn't respond. He simply gazed at Amora, who was standing in front of him, yawning widely as sleepiness began to overtake her.The silence once again made the atmosphere in the room awkward. Finally, Amora decided not to linger any longer. She wanted to lie down and get some rest so she could feel refreshed for tomorrow's activit