Eva's movements became increasingly restless as she struggled to free her hand from Xylon's grasp. Her initial reaction was fueled by a mixture of surprise, discomfort, and a hint of guilt.
She had not expected him to confront her about her behavior, and the intensity of his gaze only added to her unease.
Sensing her desire to escape, Xylon tightened his grip, gently but firmly, refusing to let her retreat.
His eyes locked onto hers, filled with a blend of concern and curiosity. His voice softened as he spoke, hoping to unravel the reasons behind her sudden uneasiness.
"Why are you acting this way, Eva?" he asked
"Yes," she stuttered, her voice barely audible. "I am a virgin, Xylon."
As Eva confessed her truth, a mixture of vulnerability and apprehension colored her words. She couldn't help but feel a tinge of embarrassment, unsure of how Xylon would react to her revelation.
