Roberto watched Kyls from across the table, his gaze unblinking, as if studying every shift in her expression. She looked guarded, a trace of wariness hidden beneath her steady gaze, but also… intrigued. The warm glow of the restaurant's lights softened the lines of her face, casting a golden hue over her skin, but she remained alert, perhaps ready to retreat if he pushed too far.
“You enjoyed that kiss,” he murmured with a hint of amusement, testing the waters. It wasn’t a question—it was as if he already knew.
Kyls’s fingers tightened on her wineglass, eyes darting away for a brief second before returning to him. Her voice was measured, edged with challenge. “You’re sure of yourself.”
“That’s not an answer.” Roberto’s voice was steady, calm, yet beneath it lay something deeper—an invi
