Chapter 22 The Little Puppy

• “Something I don't even know myself,” I replied, looking at him with determination. “So, when can I finally see my nephew?”
• “Human… It's not just your soul I want to strip!” The glint of audacity in his dominant eyes was clear.
• His eyes remained fixed on mine, and he gently stroked my hair, tucking a strand behind my ear. Then, he held my chin and drew closer, provocatively brushing his lips against mine. Instinctively, I took a step back, but he kept his hand firmly on my waist, forcing me to stay in place.