Romeo's expressions turned serious, his eyes clouding with concern. "Karenina, be a good girl. We are in the BMC headquarters."
He reached out his hand towards her, grasping her nape and slightly leaning forward to her face. He said looking into her, "We don't want my soldiers hearing your pretty screams while I give my best performance to you."
She gulped in, her eyelashes fluttering in shock, "P-Pardon...?"
"Oh my Princess, don't you pretend to be naive. We both know what's going to happen if you keep pursuing me. I'm not going to stop even if you beg me to."
His thumb traces her lower lip, smearing her matte red lipstick. "Because right now you are looking like a hot mess to me. I know you intentionally wore red."