chapter 95

Lillith heaved a shaky breath. No. She wasn't afraid of him. She just didn't understand why he was sweet one second and a different person the next around her. Though there was a relative change from the past year. He wasn't the violent man she used to know. He must have found where he kept his manners and respect while she was away.

Her eyes darted from his well sculpted arms down to his chest. He was ripped. Her eyes rested on his abdomen as she took in the muscles that had built up around there. She wanted to reach out her hand to him and each time that thought came, her fists involuntarily clenched. She cleared her throat and nodded before going back to take a seat on the edge of the bed.

"Well, here I am. Just like you want it,"

Leon scoffed and walked towards his closet. She fought hard not to follow him with her eyes but it was near impossible. Really really impossible. How could she tear her eyes from his body? That glorious body that gleamed with wetness? She