Chapter 64: Tease

Hazel stared at Damien with wide eyes like she had just discovered a new world. Her eyes were fixed on his ears and the tips were so red that they could drip with blood.

It was a surprising sight.

First, he smiled. Although it was only with his eyes since she could not see his face, she had seen that smile nonetheless. And now, his ears were red.

Damien, who had just finished tending to her wounds quickly stood straight.

“You are seeing things.” He said again, denying it like he did earlier.

But this time, Hazel had no plans on letting him go.

Her eyes shone in the dark, bright and curious.

When Damien saw those bright eyes, he was reminded of the young spirited woman he had seen back in the red moon pack before it was destroyed.

That time, she also had this light in her eyes, the reason why he was attracted at first sight. Damien had not seen that light in a very long time and seeing it now, he suddenly realized how pretty her eyes were.

Hazel did not know what he was thinking, she just stared at him, unable to suppress the smile at the corner of her lips, she seemed to have completely forgotten what had just happened now.

“You were blushing. Were you shy?” Hazel asked a ridiculous question and the corner of Damien’s eyes twitched.

Shy? Him? What in the goddess' name was going through this woman’s mind?

“What nonsense are you talking about?” He retorted coldly, averting his eyes. “Better get some sleep, I never knew you could be so annoying when you are awake.”

Hearing him speak to her as usual, Hazel surprisingly did not get angry and smiled, “I can be even more annoying, but that is also a form of charm. Do you know how many men were unable to resist this charm of mine in the past?”

While saying that, she swept her hair to the back exaggeratedly as though flaunting her beauty.

Damien scoffed, “Wow, I am mesmerized.”

Although that was what he said, his tone was dull and filled with sarcasm.

Hazel rolled her eyes at his tactics. “You don’t know what is good.”

Damien stared at her briefly, and his eyes shifted downwards. Her lips were red and there were some teeth marks on her lower lips, a sign that she had bitten it earlier.

Damien stared at those red lips and his eyes lingered there, longer than he had intended. He didn’t dare gaze lower.

Hazel felt his deep gaze and smiled knowingly, “Turned out that you are not so blind. Are you blinded by my beauty and charm? Is that why you are unable to get your eyes off me?”

Having been caught, Damien cleared his throat awkwardly and turned his head around.

“Sleep, I have things to do, so I won’t be able to keep your company.” Damien said in a somewhat hoarse and unnatural tone.

Seeing that he was really about to leave, Hazel suddenly felt anxious and fearful.

She could not stay alone, whenever she closed her eyes, all she could see was Roman’s bloodshot and lustful eyes, it made her heart restless.

“Wait!” She quickly called out.

In an attempt to stop him, she sat up straight and tried to step down from the bed to reach him. She forgot about the quilt covering her legs and tripped on it.

With her legs tangled by the quilt and she lost her footing.

However, Damien was there to catch her, his arm wrapping around her waist firmly and securing her in place.

“Why are you so clumsy?” He pointed out with a sigh and Hazel fell silent.

She said nothing and merely lowered her head, allowing Damien to only see her forehead.

Hazel did not know that in her struggle, the leather coat covering her shoulders had completely slipped to reveal a large patch of her chest.

The fabric around her chest had torn, and the coat was the only thing covering it and now that it was gone as well, half of her chest was completely exposed for the eyes to see.

Damien did not even have to lower his head much to see that white patch and if he looked carefully, he would be able to see her nipple peaking out, teasing his eyes and restraint.

Her collarbone was delicate, but pretty. It made Damien wonder how it would feel to leave a mark there and how long a mark would stay there.

Hazel finally realized how quiet Damien had been and raised her head slowly. Damien was looking at her, no, at her….

Chest?

Hazel's eyes suddenly dilated and she glanced down at herself to see that her chest was almost completely exposed.

“Pervert! What do you think you are looking at?” Hazel exclaimed, covering her chest with her hand and punching his waist with her other hand.

The pinch was actually quite forceful and Damien, who wasn’t expecting it, furrowed his brow.

He released Hazel and took a step back, but if you looked carefully, you would see the awkwardness that flashed in her eyes, like that of someone who was caught stealing.

“Staring at you? You think too highly of yourself.” As usual, he denied it completely.

Hazel quickly found his coat and covered herself with it before glaring at the shameless Damien, who had obviously been staring at her and yet, denying it.

She rolled her eyes at him, unable to find the right words to say to him.

Damien finally noticed that her eyelashes were wet and he frowned.

“Were you crying just now?”

Hazel’s body went stiff and she quickly replied, “Crying? You must be seeing things.”

She repeated his usual statement, and Damien became speechless.

“So you can cry?”

Hazel sat up and glared at him like a snake whose tail had been stepped on, “I said I was not crying.”

Damien smiled wickedly, “Who was the person who sank her head into my neck and cried as well? Do I need to show you proof? My shirt is still wet from your tears.”

Hazel's cheeks burned in embarrassment.

She had always put up a strong front in Damien’s presence, so crying in his presence made her feel embarrassed.

“I wasn’t crying.”

Wait, was the great Damien teasing her?