Obviously, in life, there exist embarrassing moments.
Then there are shameful ones.
But apparently, somewhere that wasn't even in the same realm, there was something—no, someone—like Luca.
Yes.
Unfortunately.
And right now, he was sure that nothing could be worse than this.
Because there he was, a full-grown man who definitely ate his vegetables, succumbing to incontinence!
"!!!"
"Ahhhhhh!"
The sound that tore from his throat could have shattered glass. Luca's eyes flew open, golden and wild, as he realized what he had just done—or rather, what he thought he had done just.
"Noooo! I'm so sorry!" he cried, kicking helplessly even though the spiritual tendrils still held him in place. "Don't look! Don't look!"
His voice cracked somewhere between desperation and impending death.
To make matters worse, the spiritual tendrils seemed to have no sense of shame at all. They were still gently supporting his hips, keeping him suspended like some mortified little statue of sin.
