The next day
"Good morning, Princess" Dante greeted and kissed her forehead as Mireille's eyes opened.
"Hmm" she grumbled, her stomach tightening at the sweet forehead kiss he had just given her.
Dante was standing by the bed, in shorts and nothing else. His inked body was a beautiful sight to Mireille's eyes and as he turned to face her, Mireille set her eyes on the remarkable crown tattoo.
"You can touch if you want to" Dante smirked and Mireille lowered her face, blushing softly.
"Who wants to touch?" She grumbled and Dante chuckled.
"Everyone likes that particular tattoo"
"Wow. A lot of people must have set their eyes on it" Mireille replied and Dante narrowed his eyes at her.
"Would you rather you be the only person who sees it?" Dante asked.
"I don't care" Mireille huf
