"My love, I don't want you to wear this clothes again." Torak caressed her cheek that made her lowered her head.
Raine was still not used to Torak's touch, but the spark between them was indescribable, that made her subconsciously leaned her head against his touch.
"But, because you will not wear the previous dress, how about you wear my shirt instead?" Torak's lips curved into playful grin. He wanted to see her in his shirt, it would be a sight to look, but… "Only if you want." He added. "Or I will ask someone to bring another dress for you."
Raine slowly raised her head and looked at Torak's eyes for a second, before she averted her gaze and nodded. She didn't have anything to wear because he didn't let her brought anything from the orphanage.
However, looking the way she lived, the best clothes that she possessed would look too shabby. Not to mention she didn't have anything good under her possession.
