“What?” Carl asked, his wrist adorned with a crimson bead, looking as noble and cool as ever.
The combination of his refined appearance and well-tailored suit created an almost destructive allure.
Amelia reached out, her fingertip grazing his diamond cufflink, her smile turning slightly seductive. “How about I bite you?”
She would never have asked for such a thing before.
Whenever her anger flared up due to her condition, she would hold it in, using cold water to cool her head.
But for some reason, when faced with him, she found herself unconsciously wanting to test if his neck was as cold as it looked.
Most people would refuse such a request.
But Carl chuckled softly. “Bite where?”
“On the neck,” Amelia replied, her voice already tinged with impatience. Her tongue slid over her li
