Chapter 592

This time, they stayed entwined for a long while. Sebastian sweated more than usual. Normally, he was wild, unstoppable—but this time felt different.

Elara noticed he was unusually gentle, as if handling a treasure, as if he wanted to imprint every inch of her onto himself.

"Sebastian," she murmured, nestled in the crook of his arm, sunlight falling on his shoulder, "do you know what I'm thinking