|| RECOMMENDED SONG:
Aphrodite By RINI ~🖤 ||
He was burning for her mentally, physically or emotionally. It was harder to control your desire when he knew what belonged to him but couldn't touch it. His words left her speechless but a new kind of thrill that was running through her veins like a slow poison eager to brust out.
Ayra's eyes followed his back blankly. Pouring dirty words inside her ears, he went back to sit on the couch that was placed a few steps away from her. Legs crossed leisurely, Cedric reached out to fill two glasses for them. A stool filled with expensive wines were already there from the beginning. It was natural thing for kings to treat each others quite exaggeratingly. King Draco wasn't an exceptional. He wanted to remain in good sides of Cedric since he knew how powerful that man was.
