"I was told you got yourself into trouble again, my little love," Aleister said. His fingers gently took hold of your chin as he leaned down to capture your lips with his, his touch gentle yet commanding. "Did you have fun? I heard you made quite the fuss."

He pulled you into his embrace, his hands running through your hair. "My sweet, at this pace, your reputation will be worse than mine," he chuckled into your ear, "But that is good. That way, no man would dare attempt to take you from me."