Chapter 107 Confined In His House

• James leaned closer and was about to kiss Delilah. But he stopped when his face was close to her. His nose was about to touch Delilah's forehead, though he retrieved back a bit. One hand stroked Delilah's blonde hair while his eyes fixed on him, staring intensely. Delilah slept peacefully, and it was something good after all she had going through in her life recently.
• 'Is it true that I will be bored one day? Was falling in love always ended up hurt?' James whispered through his heart. The slight smell of alcohol mixed with the scent of James' perfume made Delilah squirm a little and start to wake up.
• "Hhhmm..." James smiled and finally kissed Delilah's cheekbones gently instead.