"Are you in love with me?"
Ramuja's heartbeat stopped for a second as his body started trembling uncontrollably. He knew that Young Lord would ask this, but when the moment really happened, the fear of uncertainty numbed his brain.
He tried to pull back and made a distance with Young Lord, but a soft hand suddenly gripped his neck. There was no power in it, and he could break out easily. But there was unprecedented aura exuded from Young Lord's eyes. His eyes had turned golden, and he exuded powerful suppressing aura that made him weak in his knees, trembling out of fear and fascination involuntarily.
Aster repeated his question, "Are you in love with me?"
Ramuja stared at that pair of golden pupils that seemed to sap all his strength.
'If I say yes, what would you do to me, Young Lord?'
'If I say no, would you kill me? I don't mind, since my life and death is in your hand but...'
