After he finished fixing the hooks of her bodice, Beauty let out a relieved sigh, thinking it was finally over.

But it wasn't.

She felt a soft, teasing bite on the side of her waist, and her eyes widened in shock, completely puzzled and, in fact, dumbfounded. When she looked down, she found Bruno's mouth pressed against a small fold of skin at her side.

He paused, his teeth still grazing her skin, and then he looked up to meet her gaze.

"What the hell is he doing?" she managed, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Excuse me?" she asked again, her cheeks flushed as her mind raced.

Bruno awkwardly...