Chapter 439: Is this what they call a broken vow?
As soon as the door creaked and clicked shut, Zoren took a deep breath and squeezed Penny’s hips. He shut his eyes, biting her lips harder than he intended due to excitement. Every fiber of his body felt electrified with feverish sparks as the primal, rusty gears in his head began turning him into a hungry beast, ready to devour the piece of meat that had landed on his lap.
However, he might be a beast, but Penny was definitely not just a lump of meat to devour. With heavy reluctance, he pulled away, using every bit of his energy.
Resting his forehead against hers, both of them were breathless. The remnants of alcohol lingered on his taste buds, slightly making him feel intoxicated.
"Penny," he said through gritted teeth, his voice laced with restraint. "Did you drink?"
Penny slowly leaned her head back, blinking innocently. "Hmm," she hummed with a wide smile. "I did... just a little — very little."
"Little?" he repeated, slowly recovering from the unexpected and breathless kiss. "How little?"
"Like this." She pinched the air and then glanced at the gap between her thumb and index finger. She pinched more until there were only a few centimeters between her fingers. "This little."
A shallow breath slipped past his nostrils, his lips drawn into a thin line. "Come, sit with me," he invited, holding her hand as he walked to the couch and sat down. As soon as Zoren sat, he paused as he felt a weight on his lap.
Penny grinned as she sat down on his lap, her arms loosely resting over his shoulders.
"Penny," he called helplessly, leaning back against the backrest. "You do not want to do this, dear."
"Do not want to do what?"
"Seduce me." His answer was quick, showing no sign of hesitation before saying it.