Bab 212: The Problem

(From Demetrius's Perspective)

The room was dark. Only a candle was burning on a table. The place was not familiar. But it had a smell that I found very used to. I was sitting on a bed, shirtless. 

"Were you waiting for too long?"

Hearing the sweet voice, I turned around. A beautiful woman stood there, wearing a short silk nightgown. I gaped at the woman who I loved more than anything or anyone else. That face, those blue eyes- they were enthralling. 

"Why are you looking at me like that? Do I look... bad?" she mumbled worriedly, looking down at her body shyly. 

I chuckled and got down from the bed. I did not care where we were, or how we came here. The only thing that mattered was what was in front of me. I could not possibly let the moment go when my beautiful wife was standing in front of me, inviting me to devour her. 

I pulled her arm and she tumbled over me. I kissed her on the neck while touching her waist lightly.