Chapter 113
- KILLIAN -
She’s sleeping. I stare at her naked form from the sofa in my pleasure room, watching her.
This room was never built for sleeping in, hence why there are no duvet covers available on the bed, but curled up on the bed is Hazel, looking so well rested and peaceful. A sigh leaves my lips as the images of our time flashes through my mind. At least I was able to get her to forget about her bad day, now all I worry about is finding out who this blogger is and putting an end to either this blog or the story.
It won’t be long till my hacker reveals it to me, I just have to be patient. I rest my palm over my face as I stare into the ceiling. I was cooking something before coming here. Good thing I turned it off. Another exhale leaves my lips.
I had a lot of things on my mind too but all of a sudden, I feel relaxed. Too relaxed for my own good and it bugs me. That was one very mind relieving activity, I’d do it over and over again if I have my way. Multiple times and not just in days to come, but reoccurringly in one night. A moan brings my attention back to the bed. Hazel turns, her eyes still closed, to the other side. She stretches her arms out like she was trying to reach out to something. More like someone. A smile forms on my lips.
Me. She is looking for me.
My sweet, sweet angel.
I watch her raise her upper body up slightly with her sleepy eyes peering open. “Killian?” She whispers, her voice soft and silky as she turns her head to both sides.
“I’m here.” I say, my tone suave in a way that matches hers.