"Wife, you said you were immune to my charm. Go on." Ethan's husky voice made sleep clear from Julian's eyes and a smirk formed on his lips.
"Wife. Ehn… That sounds perfect." Julian drawled and removed his covers, fully bare as he walked towards her.
She felt warmth under her nose and touched it, only to see blood on her fingers. 'Nosebleed?!'
"Ahh! (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ unfair!'' Eva screamed and dashed out of the room, unable to take it anymore.
"Hahaha…" Their laughter followed after her fleeing form. Her face so red it looked like you could squeeze the blood out.
Reaching her room, she quickly dashed to the bathroom and poured water over her face.
Water streaked down her face, waking her up, she facepalmed. "Curse their sexy genes! You need to fight against such charm—"
The flashes of black fabric sliding down their muscular, pale form filled her mind, and her words trailed off.
