●Milan || Italy●
Back there in Milan Alessandro Miano frowned with anger though disbelief was in her heterochromic eyes as she glanced at Kyril Ross beneath her. His nervously blurted out words took her by surprise and confusion at the same time as she could not comprehend what exactly he was going to do.
"What are you even saying, huh? Coffee?"
She questioned him in a stern tone not knowing what his reply would be, though the woman did not even bother to get up from his body. Maybe she liked touching him and getting touched by him intimately, no doubt she loved the idea of him making it up to her for the blunders he had committed.
"Y- yes. You told you me to earn your apology, so,"
Kyril Ross nervously looked around and then stared straight into her eyes as if he was finding some answer of his liking. The man was not wearing that ugly looking mask acknowledging that no one would be around at this hour to see his bare face.
