When they got to Titan’s apartment, he took Stephanie in his arms and led her to his spare bedroom, which had wallpaper decorated with purple flowers.

Its size allowed for the storage of the items she had left behind at her previous residence.

She might even have more room to lay on the floor or to leap around.

The enormous bed was draped in white linens and pillowcases.

Titan gently positioned her on the mattress while bending.

Stephanie turned, nearly springing off the bed, faced him, and whispered things he hardly understood as she felt the smooth linens, pressing her face.

In an effort to comprehend what she was saying, his brows wrinkled.

He shook his head in defeat and went to the closet to get more linens to cover her.

Then, he gradually wrapped her in the heavy covers.

When he heard his name come out of her mouth, his eyes grew wide.

“Sir Titan, you’re such a cute bastard,” she said in a slurred manner and let out a snort before she started snoring.

He grinned back and scoffed.

But when he knelt to correctly position the cover, he suddenly realized that Stephanie’s lips were within touching distance of his face.

Titan suddenly found himself examining her, running his eyes over every detail of her face.

He pictured himself that morning watching her dozing off on the couch while she snored, as though he were filming the events in his head.

He shut his eyes and inhaled her scent as he drew nearer to her.

He placed his cheek against her forehead while his eyes were closed, acting like a cat growing more possessive of its human.

Stephanie shoved him a little bit while sighing and flicking her head.

Titan was stiff.

He blinked and drew himself away after becoming aware of what he was doing.

I don’t know what I’m doing. Titan pondered, his face heated from confusion.

He sighed and glanced at her face once more as he stood before pulling out the remote control to change the temperature of the room.

He turned off the lights by pressing another button after that.

Titan muttered, attempting to remain calm, “Good night, Stephanie.”

As he left the room and shut the door, his chest continued to pound him.

He rubbed his face as he leaned on it while gazing below.

In an effort to understand what was happening to him, his eyes expanded and his cheeks turned scarlet.

What he just did to Stephanie didn’t make sense to him logically.

Titan dragged himself toward his kitchen and grabbed a glass of water, gulping it down in one swift motion. 

His eyes widened, revealing the unusual glow in his eyes like a Padparadscha sapphire shone by light.

He pressed palms to the counter, looked down, and shook his head as he set the empty glass on the granite surface. Confused.