Villain Ch 881. Responsibility
"So, what do we do now?" he asked, his voice barely more than a whisper. He looked at Larissa, searching her face for any sign of a solution.
Larissa bit her lip, her eyes flickering with uncertainty. "I don't know," she admitted. "I didn't think you'd find the chocolate."
Allen looked at Larissa, his eyes filled with a mixture of desperation and desire. "You will take responsibility for this, right?" he asked, his voice low and intense.
Larissa cringed, her eyes wide with both fear and excitement. "I guess I need to—" she began, but Allen didn't let her finish. He could see the answer in her eyes, feel it in the charged air between them.
"Great," Allen said, his voice a mere whisper. Without waiting for further permission, he closed the distance between them. He leaned in, his lips finding hers in a rush of pent-up desire and urgency. The moment their lips met, it was like a spark igniting a wildfire.
