"Corrado?" Alban called for his dog in a dazed state, assuming that Corrado had got on the bed.

Thud, thud, thud. In the corner, a dark figure moved upon hearing the sound. It arrived at the side of the bed and was looking at Alban intently as though it had already accepted the name it was given.

Looking at the dark figure, Alban's eyes suddenly widened. Reaching out to the warm object beside him, he suddenly felt skin that was as smooth as butter and he heard a coquettish murmur.

A woman?

His body stiffened, and he immediately felt his anger rise as though something had clicked in his mind....