Chapter 73

That cloud that always hovered over us at times like that, had become dense and heavy. My breathing failed for a mere second, as he crossed one ankle over the other, leaning against the wooden cabinet. I didn't even have the courage to demonstrate the sinful thoughts that ran through my mind only by their always so calculated movements, and even holding his gaze on mine was a penance.

He wore a white shirt with loose buttons on his chest, revealing the beginning of the wings tattoo. The tissue was heavy and did not allow me to see that mass of toned and stiff muscles in his belly, but I knew they were there, and, taken by a sudden desire, I longed to feel the taste of his skin on my tongue.

"Is it a family too strange for you? "I asked softly.

Zachary pushed away the strand of hair that fell on his face and smiled languidly.

“ Families are strange.

"It's still true," I grumbled, smiling without a real reason.

Zachary remained with an open smile, looking