It turned out he was the real incubus here. With a single floral crown, he had managed to charm Rory to the point of complete brain failure, leaving her utterly speechless.
"Rory, what's wrong?" Yuel blinked at her softly. "Is it because you haven't seen me for a few days that you don't recognize me anymore?" He put on an expression of self-blame. "It's all my fault. Work has been so busy lately that I've barely had time to accompany you."
As Yuel leaned closer, a sweet and pure floral scent drifted into Rory's nose. The fragrance wasn't overpowering, yet it domineeringly took over every single one of her senses. Looking at him, her eyes went momentarily dazed.
Too... too illegal! How could this man be so skilled at this? Just when Rory thought Yuel had exhausted every seduction trick up his sleeve, he always managed to invent a brand-new play to enchant her.
Fortunately, having been surrounded by handsome men for so long, she had built up a tiny bit of immunity.
