Chapter 190: Special Weakness
Elias glanced at Giselle and nearly laughed.
She was too innocent.
No matter how cold or untouchable she looked on the outside, underneath all that silver-haired ice was a girl who had never even been in love. How was she supposed to handle a beautiful boy shifting around in her lap like he had every right to be there?
One look at her face told him she was enduring it with real effort.
For Giselle, this was not torture.
It was close enough.
Elias badly wanted to say, It is not like I am rubbing against anything that should make you react this much, so why are you acting like this?
Of course, he knew better than to say it out loud.
Knowing where to stop was one of the basic skills in this line of work. He could act shy, squirm in her lap until her composure started to crack, and make her warn him. The moment she did, he behaved.
"Giselle…" Elias murmured.
