His eyes snapped open, crimson and merciless, devouring her every movement.
"Remove them all."
Xin Meifang froze, heart slamming in her chest, a mix of terror and an unfamiliar, forbidden thrill. Her gaze dropped to his lips, to the hungry line of his jaw. 'Did I really just kiss him, straddle him, offer up my divine body as a gift… and for what?'
A flicker of calculation, 'the mist from my runes should have put him under trance'. She stole a glance at his eyes; the pupils were a touch unfocused, his breath a bit heavier, as if slightly drunk on her magic. A shiver of relief ran through her, but it faded instantly, 'he's resisting, his tolerance monstrous.'
Frustration burned through her veins, but she bit her lips, lush and bitten, bleeding allure, turning her left side to him.
