Rayan's lips left a long, icy impression on her skin. Rayan felt her shiver and gently stopped. Though the delicious taste remained on his tongue, he had to. He licked the two little b****y cuts on his fiancé's neck, closing them and cleaning whatever he had missed. Milena's breathing had slowed down considerably, and she was holding on feebly to him. He chuckled, and while holding her, gently retreated to see her face. As usual, her cheeks were blossoming with that delicate pink beneath her pale skin, and her red lips were slightly open as she breathed heavily. Did Lady De Crescent had any idea how enticing she was looking just then? He was really tempted to kiss those lips... However, if he damaged her make-up, the young Duchess would get mad at him. Hence, Rayan contained his desire, h
