The two of them were just behind the curtain, moving slightly would risk being discovered.

Aurelia Shaw pinched Mason Nightshade, glaring at him with her peach blossom eyes, silently saying: Think of something quickly!

Mason Nightshade's eyes carried a hint of amusement, he kissed her once, then again, lowered his head, and bit into the flesh on her neck.

Aurelia Shaw grabbed his hair, pulling the man's head up, but the man seemed not to feel any pain or maybe he was just impervious to it, there was no reaction at all, and she ended up with a few strands of his short black hair between her fingers.

Angry, she bit his shoulder hard.

Even when she drew blood, the man didn't respond, a glint sparked in Aurelia Shaw's eyes, and she loosened her bite, mimicking his technique, she used her teeth to gently nibble and rub.

Mason Nightshade's body stiffened, he suddenly raised his head, his scarlet eyes gloomily glared at her, large hands held her chin, lifting it, his fiery gaze drilling into her eyes.

His voice was husky, "Don't play with fire,

Aurelia Shaw grabbed his tie, pulling it off, her peach blossom eyes fiercely glared at him, half-squinting dangerously, "You dare."

Mason Nightshade's waist thrust forward slightly, hidden meaning in his words, "Want to try?"

Aurelia Shaw wasn't scared, her eyes narrowed boldly, pinching his face like molding clay, "Mason Nightshade, you're really getting gutsy."

Mason Nightshade's taut face suddenly broke into a smile, the heat in his eyes lingered, his deep gaze clung to her face, and he abruptly lowered his head.

"Be good, let me kiss a bit longer." he coaxed softly, anyone hearing such a pleasant voice delivering such soft words couldn't resist.

Aurelia Shaw's peripheral vision caught his hand reaching into his pocket, taking out his phone, swiftly composing and sending a text.

Feeling moved, she refrained from stopping him.

Half a minute later.

The phone of the person outside rang, not sure what was said on the other end, he responded twice, saying he'd be right over."

The man hung up the phone, intending to leave.

Glancing at the dress on the chair, thinking: Whose performance student left their costume here?

He kindly took it with him.

Hearing the door open and close again, Aurelia Shaw exhaled, looking down at the man still lying on top of her, grabbing his hair, she kneed him.

Good thing Mason Nightshade was prepared, not really falling for it.

"That kick almost ruined your happiness for the rest of your life."

Aurelia Shaw sneered, wrapping herself with the curtain, casting a sidelong glance at him, "Does my happiness have anything to do with you?"

Mason Nightshade knew he'd just taken advantage of her, she was angry, so he didn't insist on winning the argument.

Aurelia Shaw pulled down the curtain, wrapped it around herself, searched the room, indeed not finding her dress, she sighed.

Thinking of calling Amanda Fuller, she suddenly remembered that she'd given her phone to Amanda.

"Lend me your phone." Aurelia Shaw stretched out a hand to Mason Nightshade.

Mason Nightshade took out his phone, dialed someone's number, "Bring over a woman's dress, the size is..."

His warm gaze swept over Aurelia Shaw, reporting the size.

As Aurelia Shaw listened to the man reporting the size accurately, thinking of something, her face blushed slightly, peach blossom eyes fiercely darted upwards, she really wanted to punch this man hard.

Mason Nightshade looked at himself in the mirror, seeing his own disheveled appearance, a lipstick mark on his shirt's shoulder, his lips curled up in amusement.