Before Alex could get mad, Waltz opened the door. “I will be leaving now. I’ll come tomorrow after gathering the ingredients.”

Alex breathed a sigh of relief after Waltz’s departure.

He seemed relaxed, but also a little rueful.

“That... witch!” After getting teased by Waltz multiple times, Alex was at his limit. He quickly ran into the bathroom and took a cold shower.

Waltz was actually a few years older than Alex. Being a carefree mature belle, a fighter and coupled with the fact that she was a powerful chieftain in the underworld, it was no surprise to see her to be a little more touchy-feely with others.

Away from Alex’s residence, Waltz felt slightly flustered as she touched her face.

It was her first time teasing a man like that.

However, when she recalled Alex’s reaction when she flipped open the duvet, she could not help feeling amused and muttered, “I should have stripped then.”

Back at Hell’s Angels, Waltz, who was unable to suppress her excitement at the transcendenc