Nathan lay on the sofa in Elena’s apartment, his breathing still not completely steady. Sweat dampened his forehead, while a small smile curved on his lips. Elena was still on top of him, her hair slightly messy, her cheeks flushed, and her smile mischievous.

Nathan wiped his face with the palm of his hand and chuckled softly.

“I… really lost tonight,” he murmured, gazing at Elena who was still pressed against his chest.

Elena raised her eyebrows, pretending not to care. “Who told you to act up? Just take it as an extra punishment.”

Nathan could only let out a long sigh, but his lips remained smiling. He reached for...