"I don't want to leave this room," said Giselle as she lay down right next to Leon.

"You—" Leon glared at her, but before he could finish his sentence, Giselle had already pulled Leon's arm and hugged him tightly from the side.

"I just want to sleep, not be slept with," Giselle murmured softly, almost like a whisper. “Don’t worry, I won’t touch you if Mr. Leon doesn’t want me to.”

Leon snorted, but he chose to remain silent. The girl rested her head on Leon’s chest, and strangely, there was no further provocation. Only silence. Only the warmth of the girl’s body and her soft breath on Leon’s neck....