She had seen that woman being pestered by a guy since she had entered the pub. It was obvious she didn’t want anything with him, but the guy was still bothering her and she felt sorry for the girl, because that guy didn’t seem to get that she was declining his offer.

Monet had heard that woman saying that she was already in a relationship with someone, and honesty she didn’t know if that was true or not, but while her partner came she decided to help her, approaching them two and kissing the woman on the lips. A long, passionate kiss, like if she meant it.

— ❝ I’m sorry I’m late, darling, you know how annoying work can be…❞ 

                  Her gaze then fell mercilessly upon the guy, that was shocked.

— ❝ Is this guy bothering you?❞ 

              She asked, giving the guy a glare.