Idola blinked a couple times before leaning back to avoid Vinicio's heat radiating from his body.
"I'm fine. I can do it myself," Idola whispered and grabbed the towel from Vinicio's hand. She went down from the table and was about to walk away when Vinicio grabbed her hand and pulled her back.
"Kyah!" Idola yelped in surprise as her body landed on Vinicio. She looked up at him with wide eyes. "What are you doing, Lord?" she asked.
Vinicio didn't reply and lifted Idola's hair that covered her wound. His face frowned upon seeing the injury, and he didn't hesitate to lick it.
Idola was shocked, and she consciously pushed Vincio away from her. "Wh-what are you doing?" she asked, touching the wound, only to realize it had already healed.
"I did that to heal you from pain," Vinicio whispered and stepped forward to get closer to Idola, but she stepped away from him.
“I’d rather take coffee than compliments just now.”