No Guilt

Alice felt relieved, knowing he had won the argument this time. He often found her chatter pointless, but now he could finally relax.

Alisha glared at him with resentment, her lips throbbing with pain.

He didn't just kiss her; it felt like a punishment.

‘I wish I could bite his lips too, so he'd understand,’ Alisha thought, a desire to retaliate burning in her heart.

But she knew he was unpredictable, so she suppressed her urge, fearing his reaction.

"Why do you look at me like that, Angel? Your stare is adorable, but it feels like you're cursing me silently," Alice chuckled, noticing her cute gaze.

He sensed her anger and desire for revenge, yet she remained apprehensive, which he found somewhat reassuring.

She still had the strength to stand up to him, which he admired.

Alisha reminded herself not to provoke him further, keeping her lips sealed to avoid further punishment.

"Let's forget it. How about some food now? What would you like to eat, Angel?" Alice suggested.

"Chocolate cake