Dracula's gaze snapped open, his pupils dilating as he slowly began to withdraw his hands that were spread wide open.
He raised his right hand, gently placing it above his cheek while caressing it ever so lightly. "Wh…"
Dracula Beelzebub opened his mouth to speak but became tongue-tied. This was currently the first time he was being slapped by anyone and the more intriguing thing about the moment was that he wasn't going to do anything to Lilith.
If he had been slapped by someone else then he would most likely kill the person for having the courage to lay their hands on him.
But since it was Lilith, all that Dracula could do was stand still, glaring at her with his golden beautiful eyes. His mouth was slightly gasped open and his right hand still rested above his cheek.
"Why are you looking so surprised?" Lilith fiercely spat, her sapphire eyes as cold as the winter snow.
She was extremely angry at Dracula Beelzebub.
"I…"