The sweet juice of the fruit had long been mostly drawn away by Arabella Vanderbilt. Now the taste was just to Joel Russo's satisfaction.
"You..."
Looking at Joel Russo's face, so rightfully handsome and perfectly unapologetic, Arabella Vanderbilt was at a loss for words for a moment.
Her face then turned a bright red!
Isn't he being a bit too presumptuous?!
After all, it was the half-eaten food from her.
Taken right from her mouth.
"Tastes good."
Watching Arabella's reaction, Joel Russo smiled lightly, his lips curving in amusement.
With her face flushed, especially upon seeing the shimmer in Joel's dark eyes, Arabella bit her lip in embarrassment.
The way her teeth gently bit down made Joel feel an increasing warmth in his blood, and a slight tightness in his lower abdomen.
His eyes darkened, Joel buried his head into the nape of her neck, inhaling her unique and subtle fragrance.
He was indeed poisoned by her; a mere glance would reduce him to this state.
