Gift

Iris is trying to button her blouse after her bath the next day. Because her gut is not completely healed, she couldn't force her hands to reach behind her to button them. She managed to wear the black knee-length skirt which is made of a shimmery material, but she couldn't finish buttoning her blouse.

Just when she is about to give up and begin to consider wearing yet another one of Eros's shirts again, rough and warm fingers touched her back, which made her jump in fright. She whirled around and glared at the handsome man.

"What are you doing here? Don't you know you should not come when a woman is bathing?" she asked him with an angry frown.

She is not exactly angry, which confused her. She doesn't know when she began to welcome his presence and touch, but she does, which is making her frustrated. He is engaged to another woman and he is not a human as well. Iris is beginning to curse herself for agreeing to stay with him in his palace.

Eros sighed.

"It's been an hour since you ent