บท 182: Feverish Fantasies -1

"Here?" Evelyn repeated in a stutter. When her husband simply smirked in response, her entire body was burnt with a fire. 

Placing a hand beside her head, Zevian loomed all over her. He gently grazed the tip of her ear, causing her to whimper slightly. "Wasn't that your plan from the beginning?" He questioned, his warm breath making her weak already.

Zevian took a step forward, causing her to stumble behind and stick to the wall. He moved closer, closing whatever sane distance was between them. Water fell on his body, making him look even hotter than Evelyn gulped hardly. Damn! It was a bad idea! She should have never stepped in here!

"No!" Evelyn shrieked in an attempt to defend herself. When he raised a brow, his hot gaze burning her in all the wrong areas, she lowered her head. "I just-" 

"Yes, sweetheart. Tell me." Zevian lifted her chin, forcing her to lock eyes with him. "What pure thoughts did you have when you entered here?"