The man I drank with before entering the temple turns out to be the Master of the Magic Tower.
The vicious villain who seeks to destroy the Holy Kingdom in the original work.
But this guy is completely crazy.
“You touched my stuff and you won’t even take responsibility for it?”
On the subject of threatening my life,
Why do you keep annoyingly flirting with me?
*
“Well then.”
Keene wrapped his hands around mine that were holding his face, pressing his upper body against mine. The sudden unfamiliar warmth filled the air and stole away my breath, which was about to burst out of me.
The hand that held me felt as hot as fire.
His eyes, filled with intense desire, were even more arousing.
As tension filled the surroundings, making the silence almost suffocating, he lowered his gaze and seductively asked,
“Do you think we can do this sober?”
“……”
The voice that settled in my ear was sweeter than the dessert wine I had just sipped.
