Chapter 354

Zedekiel’s upper body was nothing short of sculpted perfection. His chest was broad, taut with lean muscle that flexed subtly with every breath. His abdomen was sharply defined and Prince Ron could count eight packs. The Celestial Zedekiel was certainly ripped! 

Veins curled up the length of his forearms as he held Ron possessively close, his biceps straining ever so slightly with restrained strength. Prince Ron nearly squealed, slapping both hands over his mouth. Ahh he felt jealous of his past self. He wished he could touch those arms, just a little you know. Trace those veins and feel the strength emanating from those bulging muscles. Surely his past self wouldn't mind right? After all, they were the same person. Just a different timeline.

When he gets back, he would surely make his beloved exercise more!

His eyes scanned every inch of his past beloved's torso then his gaze drifted lower. Wait, was his past beloved bigger than his present beloved down there