In the royal palace,
Nick ran a hand on the soft skin of the girl in his arms. He could not believe that they went so far.
He looked at the girl whose hair was a mess. They were sticking all over her body and the pillow. Her body was shining with a sheen layer of sweat and her mouth, hands, and abdomen were covered with his semen.
He was sure that there was no existence of love. But it was a word that was used to manipulate others to succumb to the pleasures of the body.
But when he touched her when she touched him. It was more than just a touch of skin or flesh. He felt that he was going crazy just by her touch. It was as if she had touched his soul and cleaned it.
He could not help but kiss her cheek with so much adoration when she whimpered.