"Mr. Emperor? You're here too?" she asked in surprise.
Aman had a root between his slender fingers and slightly tilted his head. When he saw that Claudia was wearing a bathrobe, he turned his eyes away and took a drag on his cigarette. "Let's blow on it."
Claudia had just taken a shower, but she didn't wash her hair, because it didn't affect her beauty during the day at all.
But the perfume on the shower gel was scattered in the night, and the air was dripping into her nose little by little. There was a kind of ambiguous smell, especially when there were only a man and a woman, and there was no one around.
"What brand do you like to smoke?" Justin approached him through the balcony railing. He smiled and looked at the cigarette in his hand.
Even if it was an independent balcony, Aman still felt uncomfortable because of the approaching of the opposite sex at night.
Although Justin was an acquaintance of his...
