CH 195: A Lightbulb not a Candlestick

"You don't want to be treated gently?"

Eve pondered at the question. It would be a lie to deny that she didn't appreciate his help with her shoes. On the contrary, it surprised her. "I do on occasion but not all the time."

"I'll take note of that." Ambryan brushed his thumb over the wounds, making her hiss.

A pair of heels came scrambling their way. "Yan! Evangeline! What happened?!"

Heads turned in the direction of the madam. They followed her with their sense of sight. She had an empowering presence that was hard to miss even when silent. The sound of her voice only lured them even more to her.

Thus, witnessing the commotion.

On instinct, Eve turned her head away. It was like a bubble popped once Avery spoke. She could now hear and see everything else other than Ambryan. He had managed to occupy her full attention until now—which was a dangerous thing to let happen.