Damien carried Raine into the car.
Her head instinctively rested on his shoulder, her body nestled in Damien's arms, her face appearing even more delicate with the rosy flush on her cheeks.
She nuzzled against him like a kitten, seeking a more comfortable spot.
Damien placed her on the seat beside him, but to his surprise, she clung to him again almost immediately.
Earlier at the banquet hall, her small hand had been restlessly wandering beneath his black coat, fortunately, he had managed to forcibly restrain it.
"Stop squirming!" he ordered in a firm tone.
Raine pouted like a child, her expression adorably mischievous. Damien couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle at her mischievous look.
The drug sometimes made people act as if they were heavily sedated. Damien felt there was no
