Darren, in high spirits, proposed a game of chess.

“Waylen, Let's play a game," he suggested enthusiastically.

Waylen smiled faintly, accepting the invitation.

“Please go easy on me," he replied, removing his thin black coat and handing it to Rena.

He addressed her casually, “Could you please go and cut some fruits?"

Darren and Eloise exchanged glances.

They were genuinely pleased with his behavior.

Rena clenched her teeth and resigned herself to cutting the fruits.

To her surprise, Waylen suddenly entered the kitchen and closed the door behind him.

"What do you think you're doing, Waylen?" she questioned, her voice laced with frustration.

Before Rena could react further, he kissed her passionately, taking her by surprise.

She stared at him, her eyes wide with astonishment.

Waylen's voice turned husky as he remarked, "It's only been a few days, and you've already forgotten how to kiss? Rena... Relax and let me show you the depths of passion."

Rena's body tensed up, a mix of conflicting emotions overwhelming her.

She retaliated by punching his shoulder.

“Waylen, you bastard!"

“Shh, be quiet. The bastard is going to kiss you," he whispered, undeterred by her resistance.

The thrill of their secret encounter heightened the intensity of their desires. Rena knew that if she made even the slightest noise, her parents would become aware of their actions.

She pressed her fist against Waylen's shoulder, desperately trying to contain her own desires.

Waylen wrapped his arms around her waist, savoring the sensation.

He was indeed skilled in the art of kissing, causing Rena to lose herself in the moment.

However, shame soon enveloped Rena.