Kendrick used the remote to open the curtains, allowing the moonlight to bathe her.
He propped himself up, looking down at her on the bed.
Annabelle was only wearing a cream-colored silk robe, the sash loosely tied around her waist.
With a gentle tug, Kendrick loosened the belt, revealing her chest and shoulder as the robe fell slightly.
The ruby on her chest reflected a faint light, her long hair slightly curled, soft and spread over the pillow. A few unruly strands lay on her pale shoulder, while she looked like a little girl who had found a treasure. Her eyes sparkled, brighter than the gems themselves.
Kendrick’s fingers slid from her chin down to the pendant on her chest. He thought she looked like a little enchantress.
“Annabelle, you really are a little demon, aren’t you?”
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