Chapter 41

I just grabbed his shoulder when he released my lips. I was just dumbfounded by the snow prince's cuteness. He never gets tired of watching, especially when he smiles sparingly, which he rarely shows to other vampires. He smiles only at me like this, caressing my heart.

He looked even more beautiful in my eyes because of the gentle fall of snow in the whole environment. I could hardly see anything but Zen and his snowmen hugging the entire colosseum.

"Can I touch your hair, Prince Zen?" I don't know why I told him this. Even he was slightly stunned by what I said, but he recovered quickly and voluntarily raised his hands to my hands on his shoulders.

"You can always touch me, Claret." He placed my palms on his cheeks. I can no longer calm the strong loss in my chest. My hands searched for him, and my whole being searched for him. Why do I feel this way? It seems like we haven't seen each other in years.

He bent down gently as he placed my itchy hand in his ve