18+ Warning!
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Ravenna's words drifted from her lips, pausing the world a moment.
It was endearingly silent after those words and the two unconsciously held their breaths.
Sensual tension will always be present, no matter how small, when a man and a woman are alone. Between Lucivar and Ravenna, it has always been there—lingering silently. Now that they were alone on a rainy night and lying on the same bed, it reached its climax.
Both of their searing gazes were locked onto each other.
None of them could avert their eyes away, as if an invisible force was holding them in place.
Just then, Lucivar saw a flash of Bianca replacing Ravenna's face.
His chest tightened and he instinctively gripped the bedsheet with his hand, though Ravenna did not seem to notice, 'Am I still stuck on her? Or am I still afraid?' Lucivar contemplated, the betrayal from Bianca left behind a scar that was still throbbing.