Chapter 18 Don't You Dare Play Dirty

Myra’s P.O.V.

My heartbeat quickened as soon as he placed his lips on my palm, holding it in his hand. I felt a rush of emotions, like a whole zoo in my stomach. His touch was so soothing and beautiful.

I wanted more, but I couldn’t find the words to ask for it. He looked up at me with a smile, his hand still resting on my stomach. He gently placed my hand back in his hair and said, “Continue your magical work,” making me chuckle at his cuteness. I resisted the urge to pull his cheeks, blushed, and obeyed his request.

Within a few seconds, he fell asleep on my lap as I applied balm to his forehead. A small smile spread across my face as I watched him sleep like a baby. Even in his sleep, he looked so adorable.

I ran my fingers through his silky hair, feeling content. I couldn’t explain why being close to him made me so happy. He had an intimidating presence, but being near him brought me joy. It was a strange feeling, but one I couldn’t deny.

I always used to get scared of the high-pi