"Because I am that big liar."
"Hmm..."
After Joel Russo spoke, as if intending to punish her for her feigned ignorance, he bit lightly on Arabella Vanderbilt's collarbone, eliciting an unexpected low moan from her.
She didn't even have time to savor her triumph before her breath was stolen by the man.
Warm breath scattered across her skin, and a hoarse voice wrapped around her ear like a whisper.
"Who else do you want to be your big liar, hmm?"
Arabella panted softly, her slender arms clinging to the man's shoulders, her starry eyes half-closed, surrounded entirely by his domineering aura.
"...You."
She took advantage of a gap, lightly uttering a delicate word between breaths.
"Hmm?" The man did not cease kissing her.
Arabella tightened her grip on his shoulders, "Only you. Even if you're the most cunning liar in the world, I'm willing to be deceived by you."
