Chapitre 53: 1.53 Willingly blind

Persie entered his bedroom, feeling a wave of excitement wash over him. He sank into the plush cushions of the couch, crossing his legs in a display of anticipation.

Iris appeared by his side and inquired with a gentle tone, "What are you doing, Master?"

Persie said, "Waiting for Demetrius."

Iris nodded knowingly, understanding the significance of the impending encounter. As seconds ticked by, a knock on the door disrupted the silence.

"Come in," Persie beckoned, his voice tinged with a touch of vulnerability.

Demetrius stepped into the room, his presence filling the space as he settled on the couch across from Persie.

He observed Persie, his gaze fixed intently upon him, and noticed the cell phone in his hands. Conflicting emotions stirred within Demetrius, his thoughts swirling.