"You like to accept things from others... Then it's just right, put it to good use." He lowered his head, his voice cold as ice as he spoke to her rounded earlobe.
Lily Gray had never heard Aidan Lucas speak to her in such a deep and cold tone before.
His demeanor scared her so much that she almost cried.
She had seen his coldness in the Forbidden Vale.
And witnessed his indifference and aloofness.
Even his gentle and protective side, had not been a rare sight lately.
But now, like this, his coldness was mixed with a hint of evil.
His whole being seemed to be shrouded in darkness and wickedness.
This Aidan Lucas made her feel unfamiliar and even fearful.
The cashmere scarf, even when tightly wrapped around her wrists, would not cause her any pain.
Aidan Lucas saw her trembling in fear, and the gloom in his eyes deepened.
If she wasn't guilty, why would she tremble with fear?
"Speak, besides your neck, where else did he touch?"
