CHAPTER 33— I WANT YOU

With his cheek resting against his palm, Zheme watched as Lexie slept.

She looked like an angel, face as flawless as a blank sheet of paper, lips as red and plump as cherries, lids tightly screwed shut, nose as straight as an arrow. She was beautiful, carved out of diamonds and as rare as a gem.

But though she seemed so...so innocent, she was the devil incarnate. She was evil, maliciously evil and all her evilness was taken out on him.

She even went as far as to fight him in her damn sleep. Her kicks and punches were unrelenting, but what hurt most was the kick that landed in his shin. That was what had awoken him up, and he felt like returning the favor by kicking her off the bed, but the angelic look on her face had stopped him.

Gosh he was whipped, adoration swirling incessantly in his obsidian eyes. He wanted to know what exactly about her he was so drawn to?

But wh