The peaceful apartment without a spec of dust.
Ever since they moved, it became a place that Nikolai rarely got the chance to visit—memories of when he first met Selene flashed through his mind.
"Would you like some wine, Nikolai?" Selene's calm voice echoed from the kitchen.
She stood at the counter with paper bags filled with meat, vegetables, and cooking items—the cost must have reached four figures at least.
Selene changed into a deep red a-line dress with a plunging neckline.
The moment she shifted between the bags, his eyes focused, enjoying the sway of her luscious creamy breasts, causing her to snort and hide behind the bags.
"Haha, sorry, could I get it served with a kiss, princess?" He asked with a slightly cheeky tone, leaning back on the sofa with a comfortable sigh.
He watched her like a hungry shark seeking a meal.
However, her crimson eyes narrowed before pulling out her tongue and opening the fridge to store the ingredients.
"No kiss for you, mister."
