192 Stuck In A Lover's Embrace

Dante woke up the next morning and felt something soft in his hands. He gave it a squeeze.

"Ahn~"

His eyes snapped open at the sound of the suggestive moan. He looked down and saw that I was on top of him wearing only a loose nightgown. His hand was on my bare thigh and his other hand was wrapped around me. His face turned dark.

"What..."

I rubbed my eyes and looked up at him with puppy dog eyes, "You can't remember? You dragged me in bed and had your way with me." I sighed dramatically, "I am no longer a chaste maiden... What will my parents say?"

He blinked as he watched my overdramatic acting. He spoke plainly, "If that's true, then we can do it again."

I froze then turned to him with a frown, "You brute."

He smirked, "Was that a no?"

I smacked his chest, "It was a no! A no! What kind of immoral things are you thinking about so early in the morning?!"