A Midnight Walk with the Count

Asty smiled sheepishly at him and withdrew her hand. She scratched the back of her nape and looked away. "It is late already. I should head back home now, my mother must be so worried. And probably, Noelle too."

Chaol nods. "Of course."

Thoughts swarmed inside his head. Asty was dangerously close to him. He could easily take her away if we wanted to. It was annoyingly irritating for him to see Asty's small figure all for himself. It was like, at any moment he would lose his mind. His urges, the feelings. They were uncomfortable for him. He had always been a patient man. But this time, he was itching so hard to control himself.

Everything about her was just so damn irresistible and he was not sure if he could contain himself for much longer.

"Let's go