The Closest Pain

"Ain't you taking advantage of being Flora Riccardo Alfanso?" He questioned her again.

Flora noticed a look of discontent on his face as he asked her that thing, like her behaviour had irked him.

Fully turned around to face him, she walked towards him and stood in front of him. She had to push her head upward to look at him in his eyes as they had quite a difference in their heights.

Lifting her hands up, she wrapped her arms around his burly waist.

"Does this make me a bad person?" She asked him, peering into his grey eyes. He saw her lips puckering out whereas her round wide eyes were filled with sadness. He understood she didn't want him to think bad of her and his opinion about her genuinely mattered to her.

A smile broke out on his face at her reaction which made him raise his hands to wrap them around her neck. Slanting his head down, he took a closer view of her eyes.

"Nothing can make you a bad person, Ora," he told her, smiling. His words successfully created a big and wide