Side Story 4.67 - An Heir's Bold Demand

Jhoanna's POV

Hans exhaled through his nose, his lips twitching. “I had hope. Foolish, apparently.”

I ran a finger along the smooth metal of my bracelet, obviously acting to admire it. (Although I don't really need to.) “Mmm. Well, I suppose I’ll let you keep your dignity.”

His brows lifted slightly. “How generous of you, Luna.”

I hummed, tracing idle patterns over his chest with my fingertips. “I do have my moments.”

Hans sighed, his hands settling at my waist, firm and familiar. “Jhoanna.”

I glanced up, finding his gaze already on me, warm and steady.

His voice softened. “Do you like it?”

I curled my fingers around his shirt, feeling the weight of the bracelet on my wrist. “I love it.”