Gu Jiao was startled by this sudden movement, but she didn't resist.
The moment his warm palm cupped the back of her head, she seemed unable to move.
She stared wide-eyed, letting his motion envelop her.
Having lived two lifetimes, she had never been this intimate with anyone, nor had anyone ever been so unrestrained in front of her.
Her code name was Shadow, a killing machine within the Organization. She liked collecting handsome men, but only ever for a feast to her eyes, as her foster father once said that men were poison, bitter and astringent, and it was better just to look without touching.
But tonight, she tasted this poison.
Soft and moisturized, with a hint of floral wine and the distinctive sweetness that belonged solely to him. Not bitter at all.
Her Godfather lied.
Men were clearly delicious.
...No, he was delicious.
The night sky was tender, and so was the moonlight.