Stella's POV:
I paused again, casting a playful, reproachful glance at James.
He stood tall, watching my little antics with quiet amusement.
I slightly lowered my head, whispering, "Could you help me get a new identity?"
"Are you getting tired of staying at home and wanting to go out?" he asked.
I nodded.
"Heal up your injuries first!" he said, looking genuinely concerned.
I cautiously asked, "Can I really go out with a new identity?"
James chuckled playfully, looking down at me. "That depends on how you behave."
"You're so annoying!" I playfully punched his chest.
Before I could say more, he lifted me and headed for the bedroom.
Maybe it was because I really wanted revenge, or maybe it was because our frequent intimacy these past few days made me get used to him, but I found my
