Bab 125: The Steed's chase

Dimitri was in the driver seat, happily kneading the delicate hand resting on his lap.

The sound of someone's even breaths flowed to his ears, and the grin on his face deepened. "If only the driver seat is large, I'll have you sleep on my lap, Little Lamb. But don't worry, I'll create one once we reach my private estate. And I'll make a lot of other things." He sounded like a little child when he said those words, far from the lunatic when he was holding his scalpel and dissecting corpses in the laboratory.

Arianne was unconscious and was placed on the passenger seat with her head leaning on the car window. Her face had a peaceful look, which greatly satisfied someone's wishes, thinking the female was welcoming his presence.