Chapter 39

The plate of pasta was beside Sienna, and she found herself facing L's towering figure. His body radiated a heat that seemed to seep through the air, brushing against her soft skin. It only worsened when he leaned closer. His perfect, thin lips hovered near her ear, his face brushing against her hair as his breath danced teasingly on her mouth. He didn't move as he simply stayed inches away from her, breathing quietly. Was he trying to seduce her? Sienna's breath hitched, her cheeks turning a fiery red. Her hands gripped his strong, muscular arm as her heart raced erratically. "What? Have you softened up yet?" L asked, noticing her body heat up. Sienna felt helpless. L's dark eyes gleamed with triumph. Sienna bit her lip, refusing to let him have the upper hand. She straightened her back defiantly and wrapped her arms around his neck. Imitating his earlier move, she leaned in, close enough that her soft lips brushed against his throat, skimming over his Adam's apple. She drew