It took me some time to realize, but the memories finally came back to me. That wine I had tasted, I remembered that flavor.
I remembered the blood that had bathed my mouth after a passionate kiss. I also remembered what caused me to lose control that day: an aphrodisiac.
Lucia hadn't drunk from her own glass of wine, even though she had served it to both of us. There could only be one reason: she wasn't immune to that aphrodisiac either, which was likely a much more concentrated and powerful version than the previous one.
Knowing this, I realized she probably wouldn't be able to resist if she were forced to taste the substance. So, with a small sip of wine still in my mouth, I pressed her against the floor and forced a kiss, making her taste her own poison.
"Even you can't resist the desires of your body, can you?" I asked with a smug smile.
She sighed deeply, "You've become more annoying and intelligent, but boy… ahn!"
