"How could I lie to someone like you? That's just impossible... I cannot lie to a beautiful lady like you," Azael said, his voice filled with honey.
Sophia's free hand moved to Azael's thigh, slowly rubbing it with sensual intent.
"You know... the only men who dare to compliment me were either very rich merchants, strong adventurers or nobles... even then... they were kind of arrogant... trying to get me like just some other prostitute woman... who will join their bed because of money." Her eyes then softened as she looked at Azael.
"But it's the first time someone complimented me... talked about me so sweetly without any arrogance... with respect and admiration... I have to say I am actually happy hearing that... If you are trying to seduce me... then I guess you actually did it well."
Her hand moved further up his thigh.
"Hah... your touch seems addictive..."
