CHAPTER 70 Silent Treatment

　　Abigail's POV

　　"What are you looking at, Ace?" I sulked, spying him looking into the distance ominously. Narrowing my eyes through the woods. "When did it get misty?" I asked, confused by the sudden change in the air. When we arrived in the woods earlier, the madness that had seeped into the shadows was almost tangible, and Something about that excited me!

　　Running my fingers through the purple mist that had descended over the thick grass, I smiled, observing it twist through my fingers like a fish caressing the current. I could feel the purple haze contaminating my skin with wickedness, unlocking my deep-rooted desires to welcome corruption and bath in glorious sin!

　　Embracing it impulsively, I ran my hands over Damien's shoulders, standing behind him, my body pressed against him snugly. I leaned up on my tiptoes, pressing a kiss to the nape of his neck, grinning, hearing him groan approvingly. Trailing my fingers across his shoulders, down his strong arms, exploring the mascul