Adrian could not remember getting a tattoo last night. All he did was… When his memory jogged and he remembered the incident that happened last night, he stood up in shock. He even forgot that he was not wearing anything underneath the blanket.
"Adrian! What is the meaning of this? You are a grown man now! Behave yourself!" Andrew scolded him and was about to turn his face away.
But when he noticed the mark on his chest, he moved closer to him within a blink of an eye. By then, Adrian took the blanket that had fallen from the bed and tied it around his waist.
"You brought a sorceress into our home. How dare you! What should I tell your parents when they come back next year for your Magicks ceremony? They will be passing down the magical heirloom to you that's around five thousand years old."
