Chapter 13. The Touch of Lips

Danas' eyes rounded, when there was a gentle touch on his neck. The man who was holding her tightened his embrace, making her unable to move.

Just for a moment, it happened then Melvin tried to distance himself from the girl by pushing Danas' body, then pulled her back into his arms.

"Are you flirting with me?" asked Melvin.

"N-no, I wasn't flirting with you."

"But you're-"

Seeing Danas who was downcast with fear, made Melvin snort softly. There was an ego that made him not accept that he was the one who was tempted but again he didn't want to admit it.

There was an a**iction that was burning at the bottom of his heart, the scent of Danas' body seemed to be luring him to taste this body.

"Shit, why is she flirting with me. Her body scent is so comforting to me," he swore.

It was still dark in the room with the piano still playing, and the dance was still not over. A few people had joined the dance floor, while Danas could only let her