CHAPTER 53. Under the Dim Light

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  “I don’t think that is an appropriate question to be asking.” I told him, holding my composure as long as I could.

  “Hm.” He lazily hummed before shifting in his position. He still held my hand down on the bed but I could then feel his other hand ghosting the silk nightgown I wore, hovering above my torso and heading downward. “Is that your answer?”

  “That’s…” my words trailed off when I felt his icy hand on my thigh, pulling the skirt of the gown higher. My grip on his shift tightened by reflex, the urge to push him away was all I could think about.? “W-Why do you even want to know why I choose you first?” I blurted, once again trying to distract him so I could have time to prepare myself for this.

  “Why? Out of curiosity.” He admitted. “You never showed any interest in me hence is it wrong for me to find this choice of yours to be rather…erratic.” He said, hand slowly inching higher.