In that intense moment, Matthew leaned over Isabelle, their proximity causing her heart to race. And in an act of defiance, Isabelle bit the corner of his lip, pulling it hard. Matthew tilted his head slightly in surprise, tasting his own blood. "Bite me?" he asked with a mix of amusement and intrigue.
Matthew lifted his hand to wipe the blood on his thin lips, looking at Isabelle with a half-smile. Seeing his face full of wickedness, Isabelle's breath hitched, feeling a strange sense of suffocation rising in her heart. "Want to go crazy?" she asked, trying to grasp his intentions.
Matthew seemed to have figured out Isabelle's thoughts and scoffed lightly, "Because you're feeling upset, you take it out on me?" he inquired, seemingly amused by her actions.
Without hesitating, Isabelle ad
