Kapitel 52: Doll's Song

''𝘑'𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘦, 𝘫'𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘪 𝘣𝘢𝘷é, 𝘱𝘢𝘴 𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘴, 𝘔𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘳'

A voice, pure and smooth, drifted effortlessly in the room. Her soprano was rich, with an absolutely flawless diction.

He rested his head gently on a woman's lap, enjoying the thickness of their thighs and the feeling of the smooth cotton skirt against his cheek. Delicate, slender fingers threaded through his silky brown locks, tangling her digits on the strands of his hair.

'𝘈𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘥'𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘳 𝘦𝘶 𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘥𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘴, 𝘔𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘳'

Each word that she sang was clear and well-enunciated. A subtle and seductive French accent made her sound even more mesmerizing.

It was a comforting feeling, the person's thighs and fingers. He wanted to stay there forever, enjoying every single moment of it as if it were his last.

"Evanescence?" The voice, the one singing in such a beautiful and elegant way, spoke softly. "Are you finally awake?"