CHAPTER 10: The Private Island
"WHY DO I need to pack my things if we're just going to buy art materials?" Eloise couldn't help but to ask as she arched her brow.
"Because we're going to my safe haven. You can bring your paintings with you if you want," he answered as he comfortably lay on the soft mattress of her bed as if he's the one who owns it. He even get one of her pillows and hugged it. "Ah... your sweet natural scent is left here on your pillow. I'm f*****g addicted to it."
She blushed. She's not even sure of the way she smells! Even though she's not drooling when she sleeps, she still feels shy seeing him like he's sniffing all her scent from her pillow. He even closed his eyes!
To hide the blushing of her eyes, she acted like she's irritated as she moved towards him and pull
