Sir Ares, Goodnight

Jenson's gaze fell on Whitney's hands. "Remove your hands," he commanded coldly.

Whitney gripped tighter and squeezed a bright smile a t him. "I have something to tell you, Lil' Jens."

"Go on then." Jenson looked impatient.

A coy smile exuded from Whitney's eyes. She suddenly stood on her toes and pressed her delicate lips on Jenson's.

As though struck by lightning, Jenson glared at her with his frosty and furious eyes.

Like a kid caught doing bad things, Whitney started blushing with shame. "I like you, Jenson."

Jenson wiped his lips that she had touched in disgust and snapped. "Are you mad?"

"Yes, I am mad. I like you. I'm madly in love with you." Whitney grinned.

"What did you consume to get so precocious?" Jenson said furiously.

"I've thought about it, Jens. I know we're both very young, and I did want to wait until you grew up a little more before confessing to you, but as you slowly grow taller, more and more girls in the academy are starting

crush on you. I don't feel

luck, saying, "That's why I decided to seal the kiss. Now that I've kissed you, you

feet. "I don't care. I gave you my first

at her. "I'm not even

know. I'll wait until you grow up.

kissed me,

Whitney's smile froze.

"Jens..."

said, "I haven't even sued you for child molestation, and yet,

Jenson sneered before leaving.

floor, creating a huge hole in the

that flew over and crashed into another hole in the

bad*ss woman like Whitney was

a lightbulb lit up in Jenson's head and a wicked cold light flashed across

a cold countenance, "Do you know why I don't like

good taste and don't know how to appreciate a good girl!" Jenson said, "Would anyone like