Nathaniel Nathan's words were forceful and domineering, his expression making it seem like the most natural thing in the world.
Vera Xavier stared at his cold, serious face, thinking she must have misheard. She froze for a second, and he repeated impatiently, "Kiss me!"
Since her rebirth, Vera Xavier had been trying her best to accept him, but he was completely different from the person she remembered. She truly felt he was the definition of "stoic but passionate," and it took every ounce of her strength to deal with his reserved nature and sharp tongue.
She glanced at his face again. 'Can I just say that his way of demanding a kiss is completely obnoxious?'
His patience had run out. He reached out, pulled her into his arms, and pressed a fierce kiss to her lips.
Vera Xavier sighed inwardly. 'His temper is really something else!'
His kiss was as domineering and direct as he was, sweeping over her like a wildfire.
