Thinking about the contents sobered her up. Swiftly, she returned to collect the bag containing her bras, intending to leave immediately afterward. She didn’t want to handle his belongings, especially such intimate items.

Marcus frowned, instructing, “Take the other one too.”

Without turning around, Millie retorted, “Take it yourself. You have hands.”

He was simply trying to embarrass her. Having her buy it and then carry it was overstepping.

“My hand is sore,” he protested.

What?

and turned around. She watched as Marcus rolled up his sleeve, revealing a

and worry filled Millie. If he hadn’t fought so fiercely, she could

further argument, Millie ran back to collect

retreated, Marcus couldn’t help but reminisce about her flushed expression, finding it endearing. He thought to himself that she could indeed be quite entertaining when she wasn’t causing

meeting someone as intriguing as

unpacked the items. Meanwhile, Marcus, who was busy unbuttoning his shirt, frowned. His evening had not gone according to plan, all thanks to Rhea’s intrusive intervention.

the top assassin from Raven, the gangsters’ organization, had arrived in Preagend, signaling

she couldn’t sleep all night. With her father now

out, “Tell me, am I not

off guard, Analia didn’t know how

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