Damien Valerius chuckled. He knew his little wildcat was already starting to analyze him. He leaned in ambiguously and whispered in Aurora Sterling's ear, "My name... is Damien Wallace..."
Just then, the housekeeper's voice echoed from a distance. "Who's there! Who's in the back garden this late at night?"
Hearing the housekeeper's voice, the hairs on Aurora Sterling's body stood on end again. 'I have to hide, fast,' she wailed internally.
But when she thought about what this scoundrel had just done to her behind the rockery, she was already traumatized by the spot and gritted her teeth in anger.
Damien Valerius watched his little wildcat with amusement. Seizing the moment while Aurora Sterling was at a loss, he swooped down and stole a sharp kiss from her lips.
'Mmm... even a fleeting taste like that is still so sweet.'
