Mason Nightshade was soon fast asleep.
Aurelia Shaw slowly opened her eyes, which were clear and alert. She gazed at Mason Nightshade for a while, and slowly moved her gaze to his chest. He was wearing a shirt, not having taken it off, and there was a strong perfume scent on him, strong enough to mask his lemon fragrance.
Mason Nightshade knew she disliked the smell of perfume, so he rarely used it.
Especially on nights when he slept with her, he would never use perfume.
Moreover, why would a person who had just showered smell like perfume?
As if... deliberately hiding something.
Aurelia Shaw's fingers twitched, reaching for Mason Nightshade's shirt, and unbuttoned one button. As the collar loosened, a faint blood scent wafted out.
Aurelia Shaw reached for the second button.
Suddenly, Mason Nightshade grasped her hand, his deep gaze fixed on hers, appearing as dark as midnight, "What are you doing?"
Aurelia Shaw felt a nervous tension from being caught, "I..."
