49- What A Classic Man

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Inna's pov

I remember how the dark, hungry heat in his eyes was impossible to miss but instead of prompting me to run as fast as I could in the opposite direction, it pulled me in, vestiges of last night's memories just right before I fell asleep springing in my mind.

I remembered the whisper of his lips against my cheek and hair, the protective weight of his arm over my hip, and the soft, soothing murmur of his words which I couldn't quite recall at the moment.

My hands gently grasped his forearms as I slowly stood up on my toes left a feather-light kiss on the corner of his mouth and left the room as quietly as I could get.

Making my way to the kitchen I got asked, "You hungry?" Olga asked as I watched from behind the island from the stool I sat on.

"I will make it myself- don't worry about it," I said politely. Olga got up walked around the island and joined me in the kitchen.

"I can whip something up wait; you can cook?" She asked, surprised.

"I'm hurt." I said with a sad face, "You think so little of me" I smiled.

"No. I just thought you were the fast-food or personal chef kind of girl"

"See?" I said "So little." She laughed and I couldn't help the smile as I watched her laugh. Olga's laugh died down when she walked up to me and all humor disappeared from my face as the tension between us rose from zero to a hundred in seconds.

"What the fuck is that on your neck- y-you!"

Once Olga completed her words, I put my hands over my mouth in shock, and then I started laughing with my teasing smile. "You fucked him?" She giggled.

"You should really hide that."

Realizing what Olga meant, I looked down at the side of my chest and neck, red marks filled my vision. I cursed myself for not checking myself before I got down. Even the hoodie I was wearing was oversized and my neck was bare to Olga's sight.

Instantly I went to my room and grabbed one of my Pullovers to hide my neck- obviously, I won't use any makeup to hide it before I went to the art room. My portrait needs to be completed.

When Sin opened his eyes, he just couldn't believe that I was the one who would leave the bed first. He was apparently amazed by my reaction- but however, he could expect anything from Red.

When he descended downstairs, he found Mikhail and Olga sitting with each other. I am nowhere to be found, "Inna is in the art room- if you are wondering." Olga spoke offering him a teasing smile too- making Mikhail frown at me wondering about my funny behavior.

"I should bring you your breakfast," Olga said before standing up and heading towards the kitchen she groaned when she heard the sound of the knocking on doors. Sin stopped her words that he would be the one who would open the door.

"Akira?" Sin said the moment he opened the door before his sight welcomed Ace also.

"Hello," Ace uttered followed by Akira.

"Where is Inna?" Akira asked as soon as I entered the house, not having any time to waste.

"She is in the art room," Mikhail answered her while giving her his hand to shake just for me to appear in the living room.

I awkwardly stood in front of my mother and sister- but felt more awkward towards my mother, I just didn't know how to greet her, making me mutter a small good morning to her.

"Brief, I came to give you this. I already took mine from the safe box." Ace spoke for the first time before grabbing the red scarlet pendant and giving it to my sister. "Our mother said that it was a gift from our father to us."

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