Chapter 208 The Scent
- God, why did it have to reach a point such as this?!
- “Bring me to that place,” I whispered and looked at Zarion. “Please.” My head is still spinning thanks to that dangerously erotic dream. My palm yearned for Zarion’s touch, eventually wrapping it around his. I squeezed his hand, and somehow, that made me exhale for a moment.
- Yet his face remained aggressive and agitated towards Elliot.