[Amor’s POV] “With all my consciousness, very respectfully, I want those clothes off your body, amoris. You are wearing them, yet I feel the discomfort in my body…” I trailed my hand up her thighs. She bit her lower lip. Her gaze dropped between her legs and then at my hand, which was slowly making its way to exactly where she wanted them. Propping myself on my elbow next to her ear, I leaned over her face. “Anger and hatred, huh? I will show you what exactly I have for you—” Gliding my hand up the curves of her body, I grabbed her neck, lifting her chin. I kissed her. Intensely. Fervently. Deeply. Wildly. She knit her brows. Her one hand ran through my hair, gripping and loosening. I intertwined my fingers with her free hand and pinned it beside her ear. She gasped for air when I slid down her neck, her chest heaving faster and faster. Damn! No one deserved to be kissed in this world except her. No one kissed like her. It was a crime, a sin, a deal with the devil. It was th
[Amor’s POV] I reach to the drawer of the nightstand near my bed and pull out a jar of pills. I peeped from under the blindfold. I got the right jar. “Eat this,” I commanded her. “What’s this?” “Contraceptives.” She was silent. “Zeve?” No reply again. I took off my blindfold. She glared at the jar and then looked into my eyes. Don’t tell me she wants to get pregnant. That thought was racy and erogenous in its own way, but I was not ready to be a father. The time… the time was just not right. “You don’t want to eat it?” I asked. She looked at me, “do you want me to eat it?” “I do.” I nodded. “And these are completely organic, with no side effects. Lucella gave them to me as our marriage gift. Umm… they don’t harm your body in any way. Rather, they are good for your sexual health.” “You know that’s not what I mean…” She stared at me, and I sighed. “Fine, I… I… I don’t think I am ready to be a father yet.” She lowered her eyes thoughtfully. “And I want to give us… and o
[Zeve’s POV] (The banquet night after Amor left with Morfan.) “So luna, what kind of dresses do you like?” A duchess asked. Royally dressed in her furry gown. She was from the North, so her dress was winter inspired. “I like furry capes. They hold an aesthetic royalty like no other dresses. Just like your dress. It fits in all perfect places and the colour is settled, not too vibrant. I really like how elegantly you are dressed up,” I sugarcoated every word I said. Yeah, her gown was fine, but did we really need those furs in such hot weather? One should know how to adjust their dresses according to the climate of the place they were visiting. “Oh my, you flatter me. But honestly, no one at this party is shining as bright as you, luna. Our alpha has really found a rare jewel,” she said. I chuckled, “I am humbled to receive such kind words from you, duchess Nier.” “Greetings to her highness, the luna,” the duchess from the south, duchess Lenkov, said, kissing my fingers. “Gre
[Zeve’s POV] “Princess Hazel!” I walked to her and hugged her. Her sobbing stopped instantly. Everyone in the hall looked shocked. “Oh my, you don’t have to cry. I said it’s fine. Drinks get spilled on clothes in events like these…” I secretly held the base of the glass of wine she was holding her hand and jerked slightly to spill the wine on my gown near the waist. The drink was yellowish transparent, so it wasn’t visible from afar. I took out my handkerchief, and instead of wiping my dress, handed it to Hazel. “Please wipe your tears, princess. It’s ok.” I wiped my gown with my fingers. “What! Such a shameless woman.” “She stained our luna’s dress.” “How disrespectful! I am sure she did it deliberately.” “I am sure this is another of her cheap trickery.” “Huh! How insolent. Since she couldn’t become the luna, she is giving our luna a hard time.” “Really disgusting.” “I will go and get changed really quick, so you don’t need to feel guilty all night and spoil your mood
[Zeve’s POV] (The present time.) I woke up thinking I’d have to clean myself, but… I was clean. There was no stickiness in any part of my body. My hair was washed and had a faint jasmine aroma. For a second, I was confused whether last night was a dream or reality. But my weak legs and soreness in my body were proof that last night was as real as Amor, who was sleeping soundly beside me. I was in my white nightgown but wasn’t wearing anything under it. I got up and sat leaning against the headboard as I contemplated Amor. “Did you clean me?” I mumbled. I smiled, seeing him sleep so peacefully. His scent was still domineering and wild. Before I used to get restless around his scent, fidgeting and thinking all sorts of thoughts. But I had inhaled him so up close yesterday that my senses were still savouring his scent. I breathed him in, leaning closer to his neck. “My Amor.” I whispered. He groaned in his sleep. I flinched back, but the next moment, he grabbed my hand and
[Zeve’s POV] Getting down from the bed, he picked me up in his arms. I was too exhausted to blink, yet I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He smiled faintly, making my heart skitter in my chest. “Am I so handsome that you can’t stop looking at me?” “Am I that beautiful? You haven’t taken your eyes off me either,” I said, and he smiled warmly. “You are. The light of your eyes shines brighter than the moon and the glory of the stars is dust before you.” I widened my eyes slightly at his words. I never imagined of him as a romantic, but his words just made my heart flutter like a teenager. “All I can say is… nothing I say will ever justify the depth you hide behind your ocean blue eyes.” “Then don’t say a word. Because you are already making me fall in love with myself with the way you are looking at me.” “How am I looking at you?” “Like I am someone worth loving.” “You are.” I said, averting my eyes just to find myself gazing at him again. He dropped his gaze, something warmer th
[Zeve’s POV] He took off his robe and put on a white shirt that fit him in all the right places, especially around his chest and his biceps. I was getting distracted again. I need to concentrate. Instead of assuming, it’s better I ask him. He put on his pants and tucked his shirt, fastening a brown leather belt around it. “Are you concerned about having sex with me?” He asked, putting on a brown vest with golden thread work over his shirt. “I am your wife. You can do anything and everything you want to me.” “I am talking about your consent, your willingness to do it with me even when you aren’t under the aphrodisiac’s effect.” “Not even a bit. I don’t regret my yesterday with you, I won’t regret my today with you and I will never regret my tomorrow with you. As long as I am with you, I regret nothing, Amor.” “So, why do you look so sad? What is bothering you, tell me? You said that I am not alone. I will say the same. You are not facing anything alone from now on. We’ll face it
[Zeve’s POV] He raked his hair back with his hands, sweating. I held his hand and made him sit in front of his dressing table in his walk-in closet. He looked at me through the circular mirror in front of us. “I thought so. Her maids were lying. She was lying.” Amor already looked deeply troubled. I didn’t want to make things more difficult for him. “But why did they say that you were near the lover’s fountain…” “Hazel’s maids? I have never visited that place. It is a place that holds a lot of memories of Hikari and Mayu, so I completely avoid it.” “Oh! I didn’t know that…” I told him everything from the beginning till the end that happened on the banquet night. He completed the full story, telling me what happened after he found me with Hikari. He knew about mine and Hazel’s encounter in the hall, but he got to know that Hazel gave me that drink from Hikari who had questioned her maids. “But she drank the wine from the same teapot. She was just fine.” I said while I brushed