Chapter 51 The Called Soul

The night approached slowly.

The candles had been lit up all with all the torches along the corridor and the lane.

Richard finished playing a piano in the lounge room and Sonya enjoyed his playing with a book in her hand.

She just knew that the castle had a good collection of books in its spacious and large library.

Richard turned around and rose from his seat. He approached Sonya who was half reclining on a long sofa.

The music from the piano had given a romantic ambiance, and with a room was designed in dimmed lights, floral scent illuminated the crave for intimacy.

Sonya sighed as Richard took a seat by her and put his hand on her thigh. His eyes were sparkling with love. He crumpled gently her thigh with a romantic whisper in her ear, “You’ll always be mine, Sonya Duville…”

Richard deeply inhaled and put his hand on Sonya’s chin. He rubbed her cheek and then, softly going down to her neck.

Sonya gasped and within their silence of running passion, they were deeply kissing