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VI.1 – ATTACK OF THE WINGED-GHOUL

ROGER WILLIS

I wasn’t entirely sure what went through my head when I kissed Mr. Lykaios while he was asleep. I almost thought that I was doing nothing but taking a closer inspection of his face but then I felt this sudden urge, an unprecedented desire of wanting to touch his lips. Maybe I was just curious of how soft it was since it looked plump. It’s also quite possible that I was unconsciously drawn out by the serenity painted in the canvas that his face. He’s always looking at me with some ice-cold barrier, refusing to show emotion, and I guess gazing at a peaceful and uncalculated Idris made me do the craziest stuff that I’ve ever done in my entire life. Or perhaps I just knew I was thankful that he’s always showing up in clutch times even though I didn’t know I needed some kind of help.

Panic struck my whole senses once I realized what I was actually doing. I know it wasn’t morally right in every angle to kiss Idris. One, he was sleeping and he has absolutely no idea that I just
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