That was amazing, Isabel~ Azael kissed her lips.
"Yes, young master~" She purred.
His hot breath hit against her.
Was it because of Azael's release which oddly satisfied her and calmed her down slightly from the arousal and excitement she was feeling?
When her eyes fell on the right hand which was slightly covered with thick liquid from Azael's body. She saw her welding ring on index finger.
The realization finally crushed.
Her eyes widened in terror.
She remained sitting there for a while then suddenly stood up pulling herself away from Azael.
"What? Isabel?" Azael called her.
But her expression was beyond shocked.
"W-what did I just do?" She touched her rosy lips with her left hand fingers.
'Damn! She's out of her trance.' Azael thought with disappointment.
"Isabel, listen—"
"Young Master! I will be going now!"
Without looking directly at him. She bowed in rapid speed and turned around. Dashing outside the room.
Not even gathering to clean her hand.
