Chapter 9

• They made love over and over until they were both exhausted, but the night was still young to sleep.
• "I thought, you would have hated me and the worst, forget me," Scylla said as they were lying on the bed, her pillow was his shoulder.
• "You think, you are easily forgotten? It was me who was worried that you have forgotten me and marry another man. Goodness, I think my breath stops by just imagining that!" His reply made her giggle.