White Haired Rat 73

She nodded and then stood up, moving closer toward Elijah. Extending her hand in his direction, she held it out for a shake. "That's all. Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Elijah."

A smirk graced Elijah's features as he rose from his seat. Instead of a simple shake, he gracefully took her hand in his, encircling it delicately with his fingers. "Of course, beautiful."

Then, lowering his head, he pressed a soft kiss against the back of her hand.

Adeline blinked in surprise before letting out a light chuckle. She hadn't expected that, but she found his dramatics amusing. As she pulled her hand back, Elijah straightened—only for his smirk to vanish instantly.

"What the fuck!?" he thought as his eyes widened in alarm. His body recoiled, the blood draining from his face as if he had just seen a ghost.