Veronica took long enough to respond which made Rawlf ask once again.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Rawlf's voice awoke her from her initial shock and she panicked but her few years in the underworld taught her how to maintain a facade.
True, her womanly nature may couldn't be helped and goes weak around Rawlf Sy but that doesn't necessarily mean that she, as an individual, can't discourse with him, head on, on a normal basis.
With the sexual tension subsided between them from a night of hot passion, she can think and talk rationally now. She's no Lady Cleopatra for no reason. The Lady Cleopatra who, creatures of the underworld coined as, 'The rising queen of the Underworld.'
"To move out so as not to make things awkward between us when you wake up which I
thought was supposed to be later this noon?" Veronica said in a nonchalant way, like she's stating the answer from a mathematical question of one plus one. Veronica decided to stay in his embrace as she believed he would release her right away.
Her years in the underworld and her Uncle Bien taught her many philosophical thoughts and of those is, "Choose your battles."
Why exert more effort trying to force her way off him when he would later anyway. Aside from that, she's no hypocrite not to enjoy him embracing her, in his conscious state.
"So you always love to consume and leave right after, huh?" Rawlf taunted, "How many men had you slept with and been casual about it right after?"
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