Bella’s Point of View
I could not help but to feel my blood rushing to my cheeks. I just had a nice, cold bath but I already felt hot. The sensation of the man’s lips on the back of my hand made my heart skip a beat. The kiss made me temporarily lose my strength, causing my grip on the glass to loosen up.
The shattering sound of the glass as soon as it hit the marble ground pulled me back to my senses. I then took my hand back and hid it behind my back.
“I...I’m sorry,” I blurted out, apologetically; bowing my head before getting on my knees to clean the mess I made. “I’ll clean this mess as fast as I can,” I added before I started picking up the pieces of the broken glass.
“No, stop!” I heard the man named Lassrin said, but it was too late.
I accidentally cut her finger. Wincing in
