Raina North snapped back to reality, only then realizing what she had done.
At the same time, she also became aware of something she had been trying hard to ignore — she had fallen in love with Elias Hawthorne.
If she hadn’t fallen in love, she wouldn’t feel heartache as sharp as a knife cutting because of Elias Hawthorne’s abandonment. Over the years, she had reached this point, having gone through countless things, betrayal was not uncommon.
If she hadn’t fallen in love, she wouldn’t recklessly try to tease the Lord of the Dark Tower at the brink of life and death.
Once in love, she was in love; falling for a man like Elias Hawthorne was naturally easy, while not loving him would have been hard. The only regret was just not being able to spend the rest of their lives together, reaching the end.
Raina quickly regained her composure, twisting her wrist to slip free from the man’s grasp, and instead seized the man’s throat, looking at Dante Drake who had dashed to the forefront, she raised her eyebrow and said, "Lord Drake, I know you are powerful, so, care to guess, whether you’re faster, or I am faster?"
As she spoke, her fingers tightened slightly.
Dante stopped immediately, watching Raina nervously, and shouted angrily, "Boy, release our Lord!"
"Alright, I’ll release your Lord, and you let me go, how about that?"
"Dream on! Release our Lord, and surrender!"
Hearing Dante’s unwavering words, Raina was displeased and said unhappily, "Lord Drake, you’re putting me in a tough spot here. An eye for an eye is so fair, how can you refuse that?"
Dante erupted with anger, "You’ve broken into my Dark Tower, taken the Lord hostage, either of these offenses should ensure you die without a grave, and you dare speak of fairness!"
Raina instantly felt dissatisfied, defending herself, "What taking hostage? That sounds too harsh, I merely took a fancy to your Lord’s looks and wanted a romantic night with him."
Saying so, she mischievously stroked the chest of the Lord of the Dark Tower.
And honestly, it felt quite good.
Just like touching Elias Hawthorne’s skin.
The passionate night she shared with Elias Hawthorne immediately flashed through her mind, but it was fiercely suppressed by Raina in the next second.
This was not the time to space out, one wrong move, and she could truly meet her end here.
Dante’s face turned green seeing this scene, and he roared furiously like an enraged lion, wishing he could tear Raina to shreds.
His illustrious and mighty Lord, always revered as a god by the Dark Tower people, now defiled by a treacherous kid.
Truly, he wouldn’t spare her even if it meant cutting her into a thousand pieces!
Raina hadn’t expected that her slip would enrage Dante so much, feeling somewhat awkward.
Well, she really didn’t mean it.
However, Raina felt that Dante would never accept this explanation.
Raina did not plan to linger any longer, as this was The Dark Tower’s main base, the longer she stayed, the more troublesome it would get for her.
"Revitalizing Pill, catch!"
Raina threw the wooden box in her hand without hesitation. This text is hosted at novelFɪre.net
Dante knew the Revitalizing Pill was of significance to the Lord, he immediately reached out to grab it back, and at the moment his fingers touched the box, suddenly something exploded, followed by an exotic fragrance wafting towards him.
Dante instinctively held his breath to avoid it.
Raina seized this opportunity, releasing the Lord of the Dark Tower and rushing fiercely towards the door of the chamber.
Dante ignored Raina and immediately rushed to Elias Hawthorne, urgently asking, "Lord, are you alright? Did that kid hurt you?"