Looks like it's Corbin Crowley's turn tonight. Not sure if it's pure coincidence or that damned system messing with me on purpose.
She was sneaking glances at Corbin, but saw his silver eyes narrow slightly, and he suddenly strode over.
"What are you looking at?"
Corbin grabbed her waist in one move, his voice low and dangerous: "Wasn't the Mad Dragon's torment last night enough for you?"
Her face turned crimson in an instant. How does this man know everything?
Did he hide somewhere and spy again last night?
Corbin's fingertips rubbed her slender waist as he leaned down to whisper in her ear: "Tonight's my turn."
As for Soren Phoenix—he can roll out of the way. Just arrived and you already want to start flirting with Luna? Not happening.
At the very least, you have to wait for your turn in the lineup, or leave him hanging for a while.
No one knows how Corbin has been spending these past nights.
Every minute, every second—pure agony.
