Iris' Real Identity (1)
"Xavier, let go of him..." She slowly placed her hand on his cheek while smiling lovingly.
"I've already scolded him. If he dares to lie to me again, you're free to send him straight to his coffin and lock him there until he rots. But, now... Please don't—"
"Are you sure you're forgiving him this quickly?" Xavier asked casually, but his tone served as a warning to the pitiful Justin, still lying on the ground awaiting his sentence — he couldn't move. Yet, the nameless pain in his mind was starting to make him unable to endure this suffering any longer.
Iris hurriedly nodded. "Yes, please stop torturing him. He knew his mistake and promised he wouldn't do it again."
Once again, she tried to persuade Xavier to stop mentally tormenting Justin.
"I'll heed my lovely wife… whatever my wife asks, I will give, even my heart..." An alluring smile played across his face as he leaned closer, sealing her lips with his.