Bab 145: A Marquis And A Duke

"I never knew you like these kinds of stories." Eve sat straight. Her legs are folding and unfolding. She was suddenly feeling like a fool to not change her clothes. 

Damien waltzed in with a slow and lazy walk. But his eyes narrowed when he noticed the stain on her clothes.

"Did something happen at the party?" He sat beside her and looked at her knees, hesitating yet restless.

Her hands clenched and unclenched. "I got injured there." she explained vaguely, making his frown deeper. 

"Your maids need to be changed and so is your knight. If you do not mind.." he pointed at the gown. Would she be called an indecent woman if she nodded. She seems to care less about it. 

He held the hem of her dress and it felt like he took an eternity to move it away from her legs. Her bare feet, perfectly toned, fair and thin looked sexy.