Ririko put the picture frame back without betraying a thing.
The study door opened.
Alberto walked in, still holding his phone, an apologetic look on his face.
"Sorry. Just a minor issue." He slipped his phone into his pocket and walked over to Ririko.
Ririko turned around and wrapped her arms around his waist.
She rested her head against his chest. "It's all right. I'll have to make a proper impression on Father tomorrow."
Alberto tightened his arms around her a little, resting his chin on top of her head, his heart racing.
"Ririko, I... feel so happy." He couldn't hide the excitement in his voice.
"So do I..." Her fingertips brushed his chest. Who knew what dark, shameful secrets that heart held...
Ririko stepped out of the study.
Victor was leaning against the hallway wall.
His sinister eyes stayed fixed on her. "What were you two doing in there?"
Ririko stopped and glared right back at him.
This bald man was getting worse and worse at respecting boundaries. Before, he had only watched from the sidelines. Now he was asking her outright.
Was she supposed to report how many times she kissed someone, held their hand, or whispered sweet nothings?
"You're overstepping." Ririko's voice was cold and haughty.
Victor selectively ignored the displeasure in her tone.
"Miss Sofia requested it."
Ririko sneered.
She stepped forward and tilted her head up to look at Victor's face, the kind that could give someone nightmares after a single glance.
"Take a guess-what was I doing in there?"
Her voice was as light as a feather, deliberately giving his imagination more room to run wild.
Victor's gaze slid from her eyes to her lips, and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly.
[Current infatuation value: 6/100]
Ririko dropped her smile, pressed her