Laina was at a loss for words. What on earth was going on with Dante today? He went from being cordial and respectful to drunk and playful really quickly and something just did not feel right.
Dante placed her down gently on the bed and straightened his back. Laina was lost in her mind, trying to find a way and plan out her next action. The next moment, when she looked up, she realized Dante was unbuttoning his shirt!
The princess quickly turned her head to the side as the heat in her cheeks rose. But she could not help herself, Laina glanced over as she peeked through her hands. She could see his well-sculpted abs.
But what truly caught her attention the most, was the scar over the middle of his chest. It looked like a stab wound, a deep one too. Laina subconsciously lifted her hand, wanting to touch it. Just as she was about to touch his skin, Dante grabbed hold of her hand.
This action brought Laina back to her senses as she removed her hand from his grasp immediately.
