Chapter 225: Irrational*
The light in Matteo’s eyes was haunting. It was filled with desire, resembling a beast who had finally found its prey after many hours on the hunt.
Even when they had parted from the kiss — and rather reluctantly — the ravenous look in Matteo’s eyes remained. He was starved for her touch and it wasn’t something that could so easily be satiated.
Matteo’s fingers combed Amelia’s hair, tucking the strands neatly behind her ears while still holding her close. His lips were inches apart from hers― if Amelia just leaned forward a bit, she was sure they would touch once more.
"Do you even realize what you’re doing?" Matteo murmured, his words no louder than a breathy whisper that fell on her lips due to their close proximity. "Do you even realize the sort of power you hold over me?"
"No," Amelia said truthfully. "Do I hold any?"
"Every bit of it," he said.
Matteo leaned in and pressed a lingering kiss on various parts of her face― her forehead, both her eyelids one after another, the tip of her nose, and then finally the corner of her lips. However, no matter how many kisses he gave her, he refused to place one where she could taste him.
Amelia sucked in a cold gasp of air when she tried to tilt her head so that Matteo’s lips would land on hers rather than a mere corner when he leaned in again. However, her plans were foiled when Matteo stopped, pausing right as there was a hair’s breadth of distance between them.
When she slowly fluttered her eyes open, she was met with his piercing gaze, staring right into her soul.