CHAPTER 713. IN MY NEXT LIFE. An Auction

That navy blue dress had long sleeves and was absolutely covered. Elegant and completely modest. And Kim was grateful for it because it meant Peter had thought about every one of the kisses he’d given her less than two hours ago.

For the first time in her life, those marks on her skin took on a completely different meaning. If it weren’t for what they truly represented, she might even have adored them.

And yet, covered as she was, Peter swore no man would have eyes for any other woman that night—unless he was hopelessly in love.

“No, no, leave that,” he said hurriedly, taking the camera out of her hands and setting it on the bed. “Tonight is for enjoying ourselves. No photos, no sponsorships, no nothing. We’re just going to have fun and enjoy the auction.”

Kim rolled her eyes but eventually agreed not to work that evening. She clung to his arm as though they were a well-established couple, her heels clicking away from the room while she couldn’