Chapter 157. The Amazing Hidden Character of the Man

Ayana’s POV

And here I find him, his eyes devouring my lips like a piece of tender meat dripping with honey before them, his thumb nuzzling my moist lips. And with almost zero distance between our faces, that does not do any justice to this intoxicating closure. Our noses are brushing each other.

Then he senses my gaze searching his, and he shorts up. And when his eyes bore to mine, I completely melted like a candle with just a mere touch of his thumb and his stare. His eyes have this intense look, their pupils sorely dilated. They are a mix of something—desire, lust—they hang in there between the two, the hunger in them so palpable, making them appear like two pools of lust.

“Where were we?” He is the first one, and probably the strongest one between the two of us, to break this awkward moment.

However, isn’t he supposed to be pulling away and allowing us to at least catch some breath? But he does none of that. His eyes are still darting in mine, his