{Heavy mature content ahead...}
He stood frozen for a long time while thinking about nothing but the life which was standing in front of him unclad. His breathing hitched as a moan whispered from his mouth.
What was he thinking when he said that he will win the bet? How could he just get trapped in his mischievous Moon's plan? The world's most extraordinary canvas was standing in front of him a blank ready to get painted with all his love and here he was holding his brush in his magical hands to paint that lifeless canvas?
Why on earth he will make a painting of his Judi on that dead canvas when his full of life canvas was standing in front of him as white and pure. At that moment all he wanted was to go and colour him with all love and zeal. Wasn't that would be the masterpiece in the world.
Colouring his Judi red,
The colour of blood,
The colour of the heart,
The colour of his love for his only Judi.