Chapter-19

“It’s rude, you know.”

Grace blinked her eyes, her naive eyes looking confusedly at him as little anticipation and anxiousness tingled with innocence, in its purest form, oozed through brown orbs. Maverick could spend his eternity just looking at her, despite the urge and twitch of his fingers he’d never dare to touch her.

Cause he was the person who understood innocence once lost couldn’t be regained. And darkness once gazed upon, could never be lost.

And Maverick seemed himself to be that darkness. When his darkness became his protective inner sheath, he was the servant of danger, bound in duty to obey his mind, the darkness became the softest of black velvets illuminated by heaven-spun stars. To him, she was the stars.

“W-what?” Grace stuttered despite her courageous facade. Maverick noticed the tremble of her fingers and slight twitching of her jaw showing her unease and anxiousness. He inwardly smirked. So, he did have that effect on her.

“To step inside someone else’s room, with