Lightning flashed again, and thunder rattled the windowpanes.
Monique and Levi used to be mortal enemies, but now they were lying on the same bed in an embrace, and this made them feel nervous. Their hearts fluttered as they felt the presence of each other. However, nobody uttered a word. There was pin-drop silence in the room...
Levi wanted to say something but he did not want to break the silence.
Perhaps it was too quiet, or perhaps she was exhausted. It didn't take long for Monique to fall into slumber in his arms.
She was fast asleep, but Levi remained awake. A girl he was infatuated with was sleeping in his arms. He was a guy. How could he calm down?
He tried his best to suppress his desire. Nevertheless, his gaze remained riveted upon Monique.
After staring at her for a while, he reached out to caress her face gently. Suddenly, he realized that she looked different from usual.
Her skin seemed soft and tender... Not greasy like it had been before. What did she do to her face previously?
Or was there really something wrong with his eyes?
She was so stunning and beautiful. Why did he call her a tomboy?
He prodded her face gently. Her skin was so delicate and smooth, and he did not want to let go.
Right at the moment, Monique blinked her eyes and murmured something unintelligible in her sleep. Levi held his breath and listed but he couldn't comprehend what she was saying. "Monique, what did you say?"
He edged closer and asked softly. Monique parted her lips and murmured, "Vivian, don't be naughty. Go to sleep. You have to get up early tomorrow."
"Vivian?" It was not the name of a guy, so Levi was thrilled. He chuckled. "I'm not Vivian! Monique... One day, I will definitely become your man."
The night was still young... Nothing more happened between them, and the night passed serenely.
The next day.
Perhaps she was used to life in the army, so at the crack of dawn, Monique had already awakened. She was about to get off the bed when she realized she was still in Levi's arms. He held her so tightly and she couldn't struggle free.
She sighed and said, "Levi, it's dawn. You should at least let go of me."
Levi did not respond and his breathing was steady.
Monique called his name again. "Levi?"
He still did not budge.
He must still be asleep. Monique thought to herself. Suddenly, she grinned and mustered the courage to pinch his face.
To be honest, Levi was really good-looking. He was not only charming but also his personality attracter her. He had a strong and abrasive personality just like his father - It was really fascinating.
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