Chapter 33: His Affection - Part【1】

"Spices?" I question aloud into the early morning tranquil silence my eyes broadened as I gawk dumbfounded into the drawer filled with assorted flavourings that possess the capability to even make rotten meat flavourful. I did not expect to discover seasonings, this is surprising.

Rather perfect for now I shall make his breakfast even more gratifying to savour on with each bite. A minute groan of discomfort is quick to depart my lips achingly breaking me free from my thoughts as I clasp my head in my palms, my headache is truly thriving.

I had not rested well last night, every inch of my flesh had quaked to his hoarse breathing as I overheard the tortuously deliberate inhale and exhale that crossed invitingly out those plump lips of his with a sharpness.