Chapter 48: Our Secret
Silence blanketed the room, save for the soft sound of their breathing and the occasional creak of the bed.
Wrapped under the covers, the flickering candlelight cast their shadows across the wall—two figures lying side by side, one still uncertain, the other fully entranced.
Sheng Moxian lay with her head on Hei Long’s shoulder, one arm draped loosely over his chest.
She looked completely at peace, her earlier frenzy fading into a soft warmth.
But her mind was far from still.
Thoughts spun and danced and spiraled into a single, overwhelming realization.
Then, suddenly, she sat up just a little, looking down at him with wide, hopeful eyes.
"So... does this mean we’re getting married?" Sheng Moxian asked, her voice filled with excitement and something verging on mania:
"Meaning I’ll be your wife?"
Her breathing quickened with each word.
Her chest rose and fell rapidly, eyes locked onto his as if trying to burn her soul into his.