Chapter 40. Everything Is Everything

CYRUS

“Behold, my true intentions for you,” Esos’ voice echoes through the four walls of the magnificent chamber as my eyes travel from corner to corner.

The wooden-brown curtains are spread, allowing bars light to pilfer in, spreading shades on the numerous objects in the enclave. From the shiny blue ceramic vases to the lush green plants, and black and white tiles. Everything simply glitters.

However, the silhouettes approaching me with sly strides capture my attention more than numerous shiny things. As they draw closer, my pulse breaks into a sprint. I pass my gaze from one to another, my mouth going agape in awe as their faces come to light.

“I am Joana,” One of them says with a hushed sensual voice. Her lips are full and pink, her face round. The lush exquisiteness of her white spotless skin complements her flail brunette hair. I pass my gaze from her slim eyebrows downwards. Her curves are conspicuous under the translucent sheer linen she is clad in. W