However, since he had agreed to take her with him to Zephyria, she decided not to be too particular about it.
Noah Drexler's gaze lingered at her neckline.
"Button up."
Hearing his voice, Summer Shawcross was momentarily stunned before realizing what he meant. She glanced down at her open neckline.
"It's a bit tight around the neck, feels more comfortable open," she said indifferently, curling her lips.
Upon hearing this, Noah Drexler's expression changed slightly, and in the next second, he suddenly raised his long arm, reaching out to grip her wrist.
With a quick tug, he pulled her into his embrace, firmly holding her waist with his large hand.
"Pervert!" she muttered through gritted teeth, hurriedly buttoning up the white shirt she was wearing.
Seeing her being so obedient, a hint of satisfaction finally appeared on the man's face.
...
The next day, at night.
Zephyria.
