Chapter 35. The Makeup Artist

RAYNE'S POV

I had held my breath for a long time. I suddenly felt the need to exhale, but I couldn't, I couldn't do anything with him this close. My teeth found my lower lip and as I nibbled on it, Eric's sudden shriek made me look up at him.

"Fuck Rayne!" He sounded hoarse like he was in pain or something. "Are you doing that intentionally?" He asked, confusing me.

"Huh?" I inquired, but he didn't give me any answers. Instead, I felt his fingers graze the skin on my lips, sending chills down my whole body. His eyes were shut, and he suddenly pulled away from me.

"You should eat, I'd be in my room, call the maids if you need anything." He said and just like that, he turned around and walked out of the room. It took me more than five whole minutes to get my composure back, still, I didn't get the whole of it.

ERIC's POV

I went back into my room unhurried. What was it about her that made me lose even the tiniest bit of control over myself?

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