章 33: Silverline And Ebilade 2

Silverline took a step closer, the air between them charged with an electric tension that seemed to pulse with every heartbeat. Her movements were fluid and deliberate, as if each step was part of an intricate dance designed to draw Ebilade in. She tilted her head, her hair cascading over her shoulder like a silken waterfall, the dim light catching the rich hues of her auburn locks.

Ebilade's heart raced as she neared him. The warm, inviting scent of her perfume wrapped around him, laced with a hint of something floral and intoxicating, sharpening his senses even further. Despite his resolve, he felt a pull towards her, a magnetic force he couldn't quite explain. He fought to maintain his composure, but the way she lingered, so near yet so tantalizingly distant, sent shivers down his spine.