There's one thing I can't live without

(Warning: Dimitri is unstable in this chapter and in the following. If you see him as a bad person, I recommend reading the chapters with titles 'A Glimpse of Dimitri's Past' before deciding to quit the story.)

"Little…"

"Little La…"

"Little Lamb? "

A gentle wind blew over the female's eyelashes, which fluttered like the cicada's wings. The warm air, despite its temperature, sent chills down the female's spine, who was currently seated on a white, spotless leather armchair with her back resting against it, still retaining a bit of her drowsiness.

"Little Lamb? "The gentle voice called out again, and something touched the loose crimson tendrils by the side of her face, fixing them behind her ear in a tender and slow manner.