There was something strange when he placed his hand on her head—the mere act of his warm hand brushing over her hair was warm and comfortable. But there was also a hint of control in it that made her almost automatically stop.
Well, that wasn't true.
If anyone else were to attempt a similar kind of thing, their hand would be cut down in a moment. This was a submissive position for her to be in, and yet she knew that this man in front of her wouldn't do anything dangerous.
Taiga knew that she might have gone a little far too much than she was supposed to.
But wasn't this man supposed to be someone who was throwing around and galvanizing their wealth? His house was so small and there wasn't anything so fancy. He also seemed quite nice that she thought he wouldn't mind… but when she gazed at the serious look on his face. It truly meant that he was upset, and she had overstepped her boundaries.
