Flawless and Flirtatious (Genevieve and Armand)

As Armand lifted Genevieve’s dense hair, the woman’s slender neck caught his attention.

He looked at her fair skin, his ice-cold eyes brimming with burning desire. Hanging his head low, Armand gave her neck a passionate peck.

Genevieve was perturbed by his behavior. She could not even concentrate on fixing the violin’s strings. Grabbing her phone over, she painstakingly unlocked it and typed something on it: Can you let me finish changing the strings? Also, I just cooked dinner, so I reek of oil.

“I don’t mind.” Armand’s voice was slightly hoarse. Sidling up to her, he went for her lips and gave her a deep kiss.

Armand exerted some strength to carry Genevieve up on his lap. His hands swept across her dress on her back.

The next moment, her dress fell to her waist.

Prior to that, Genevieve had intentionally adjusted the brightness of the lights in the living room to the maximum because she wanted to handle the violin’s strings. As the light shone on her, it appeared as though her skin was brighter than the light itself. A dragon tattoo was seen on the lower left side of her waist.

The dragon was black in color with its sharp claws soaring high up, reaching exactly the bottom part of her chest where her heart was at.

It was as if the dragon was trying to pierce into her heart.

Armand lowered his head and stared at that tattoo. Running his finger slowly across the dragon’s body, he lifted his head and looked at Genevieve with his darkened eyes.

visit the spa that day. Did you actually go

even landed hard kicks on the tattoo artist multiple times. Thinking

really hurt like

ever want to experience that sort of pain again

her phone and typed: Since you’ve put on a tattoo to my liking, I thought I should reciprocate the gesture and get one

about the size of a fingernail. One could not even notice it from afar. On the other hand, Genevieve had disregarded her tender skin and her fear of pain to get a tattoo that

even an abbreviation of Armand’s name

all the more somber. A wave of unknown emotion

could not rein back that

and pressed her body against his. A series of aggressive yet gentle kisses landed on her cheeks, the

not help but indulge himself in the heat of

drove the latter to the

legs on another chair beside him with

phone

his head to peek at Genevieve, only to find her faint smile

Genevieve twice in the past. Even though she had also been wearing a smile back then, her face was always inundated with bitterness and confusion. It was like she could not find meaning in her life. However, at that moment, her smile was ever