When he struggled to feed me, I suggested he should just use his hand, and he was taken aback. Stefan stared at me as if I had become a monster in front of him. I furrowed my brows before smiling at him.

"Are you sure?"

I nodded in response to his question. Then, I attempted to ignore the sweetness of his action. The warmth coming from his hand while feeling me was seductive, and I believed I couldn’t stand it anymore. His intense gazes were suffocating!

"I'm done," I said, turning down the food he was about to shove into my mouth. I couldn't take it anymore. Something had been...