Her expression remained the same, but secretly the grip Olivier had on her waist was punishingly tight, so tight that it made her want to wince. He really was not in the mood to be careful tonight.
Fleur blinked coyly, saying with a hint of begging in her tone, "I really did come to apologize to you. Please don't be angry."
Ah! She cried in pain internally.
His grip on her waist tightened even further.
Fleur reluctantly leaned back, staring at him with furrowed brows. "Can't you be a little gentler?"
She said with a hint of anger. Olivier's face swiftly changed like that of a thunderstorm, ready to devour anything in its path.
Fleur pursed her lips and stared at him afterwards. A moment later, Olivier lowered his head to kiss her on the lips.
The sudden kiss made the situation spark
