Creep Near Juliana!

Hand in hand, their fingers casually intertwined, Artis and Juliana strolled through the bustling marketplace like a couple who owned the damn place.

Every now and then, his thumb would rub circles against the back of her hand, a silent reminder that he wasn't just holding her—he was claiming her. And the way she smirked in response? She knew it too.

Then, Juliana suddenly gasped.

"Aww... look at her! So cute!"

She pointed at a little girl skipping through the crowd, clutching a tiny bouquet of wildflowers like it was the greatest treasure in the world.

Artis followed her gaze, lips quirking in amusement. Juliana was the kind of woman who could switch from devious minx to doting mother in half a second.

"You want flowers?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

She turned to him with mock offense.

"Who doesn't want flowers, Mr. Shameless?"

She gave him a playful jab to the ribs, which only made him chuckle.

"How many?" he asked.