Chapter 9

• Aurora POV
• His kiss isn’t soft, and I don’t want it to be. It’s consuming and desperate, exactly how it should be, it's the kind of kiss that tears open every lie that I've ever been told about love. It shreads apart every rule carved into my skin about obedience, silence and sacrifices.
• His mouth moves over mine with so much hunger, but there's more deeper, something almost fractured that feels like grief and longing both tangled together, but also unraveling the moment his lips touch me.