The cool morning breeze blew into the room and caressed the skins of the couple, the chilly atmosphere awoke Max. He slowly blinked his eyes open, adjusting to the daylight that was lighting up the room. He could see the sun through his windows that it was just rising, but bringing his gaze back to the woman in his arms, he couldn't help but exhale.
Her fruity scent could easily be addicted to. He couldn't fight the urge of wanting her in his arms, and he felt like that is what his soul needed. He believed the skinship was necessary for him to completely break free from the curse. So even if it's only when Lola was unconscious he could achieve that, he would do it.
Max watched Lola with a satisfactory smile and a newfound emotion in his eyes that he wasn't aware of. Somehow, he felt a different kind of victory for once again, getting exactly what he wanted. At the end of the day, his notion was right – money rules the world.