Heated Night

The family had no choice but to rush to the prison, leaving her grandmother behind.

The old woman's eyes were red from seeing her scandalous actions. "You! You! Have you no shame?!" 

The two reluctantly parted from each other, feeling the residual heat. She turned her head, but Ansel's sights remained on her. 

"So? Go bother your new family!" she said, "I'm staying at Althea's house!" 

Ansel looked at the things he was holding and the fake-cast that gave way sometime during their kiss. 

He followed her and sighed, walking back to the second villa area. However, on the way there he saw Winona by the gates. "You have access, right? At least through the gate." 

She nodded, though she didn't enter. "But…" she paused, looking at the time lit up by the tower. It was already very late. 

"I'm afraid of disturbing something," she mumbled and pouted. 

Ansel looked at her flushed cheeks and plump lips, his breath turning a little heavier.