Lilith Raziel.
She had a white towel wrapped around her chest, covering her wet body.
"Why… why are you not wearing anything?" Lilith was being questioned by Dracula who was stuttering as he gazed at her.
His eyes roamed over to the legs of Lilith, examining her wet body.
'Gulped!'
Dracula gulped down his saliva, sniffing his nose as he flustered his eyelashes a few times. "You… you have to cover yourself."
Lilith sneered, eyeing Dracula as she rolled her eyes at him. "Why are you being nervous all of a sudden?" Lilith questioned Dracula.
She smacks her lips, making her way towards her wardrobe. "Turn around," Lilith ordered with a flat tone. "I need to dress," Lilith added to her phrase.
Dracula bites his upper lips as she slowly turns around to stare at the door.
With a swift motion, Lilith set the towel around her chest to become loose as they fell onto the ground.
