Chapter 73: Was She Ready
But to Zethan's surprise, just as the words left his lips, Lilia leaned in and kissed him—hard.
It wasn't just a kiss. It was slow, deliberate. A message written in heat and longing.
Zethan froze, his mind momentarily going blank. He had expected resistance, hesitation, anything but this. Yet here she was, matching the teasing game he had played earlier, her lips parting just enough for her tongue to slip inside, coaxing him to respond.
His breath hitched. A thrill ran down his spine. He was in awe—more than surprised.
Instinct took over. His hands found their way to her waist, gripping her firmly but gently. As if afraid she would disappear. As if this moment would shatter if he held her too tight. The golden light of the setting sun cast them in its embrace, their silhouettes merging against the wall. A breathtaking sight.
Zethan sat by the window, unmoving, as Lilia wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed closer. The warmth of her body, the scent of her hair—it was overwhelming.
It was as if they had fallen into their own world. A beautiful, untouchable world.
For the first time in a long while, Zethan felt weightless.
Just as Lilia began to pull away, Zethan reacted on instinct. His fingers curled into the fabric of her top, and before she could leave, he pulled her back—his tongue pushing inside, reclaiming the kiss.
The sensation was maddeningly beautiful.
Insanely intoxicating.