Chapter Sixty Six: A Night of Heated Passion

Someone once said that sex is more than an act of pleasure. That it’s the ability to be able to feel so close to a person, so connected, so comfortable that it’s almost taking your breath away.

Zoey's heart felt like it was going to explode any minute now. She was sitting quietly at the passenger's seat while Dionysus was busy focusing his attention on the road. The colorful lights of the whole New York City highlighted her husband's prominent features.

From Dionysus' soft and curly, brownish locks, down to his fully shaped, thick eyebrows, to his aristocratic-looking, pointed nose, to his thin, pinkish lips, and to his jawline that could make Zoey lose her breath in seconds. Even the way Dionysus grip the steering wheel using his calloused hands and arms with protruding veins can wreak havoc inside Zoey's mind.

And, that scene was so majestic for Zoey's eyes to see all alone. She feels so lucky to be that exclusively close to Dionysus all by herself. She was unequivocally enchanted