บท 158: A Perfect Shield

Evelyn's breath hitched, her heart racing wildly. She closed her eyes, her body heated up at his words, the raw desire and intensity in his tone sending shivers down her spine. She could feel the pulse of her heart quicken, but she fought it, struggling to maintain some semblance of control. 

A smirk curled Zevian's lips as he took in her reaction, enjoying every bit of it. The way her breath hitched, the way her body responded to him, it was enough to turn him on. His heart raced with a hunger that matched hers, but he could see the exhaustion in her eyes that held him back. 

The mental drain that Evelyn had gone through today, from the past few days, she needed rest and deep sleep to get out of it. 

Reaching over, Zevian gently kissed her forehead, his lips lingering for a moment longer. "Let's sleep for tonight," he murmured, his voice soft but firm. "We still have many more ahead."