เข้าสู่ระบบ“You keep reaching for me too.”The words settled softly between them while Elyra’s fingers remained wrapped lightly around Zevarion’s wrist.Neither moved.The fire crackled quietly beside them while rain tapped against the windows, surrounding the room with warmth and silence.And suddenly......everything between them felt dangerously fragile.Because they were no longer pretending this was only attraction.Not anymore.Elyra slowly looked up at him, her heartbeat painfully uneven.“I think we passed the stage of denying things,” she whispered softly.A faint pause followed.“Yes.”The calm certainty in his voice shook her again.God.He accepted this so openly now.Like fighting his feelings had stopped mattering completely.Zevarion’s thumb brushed lightly against the inside of her wrist where she held him.Tiny movement.Still enough to send warmth through her chest instantly.“You know what’s terrifying?” Elyra murmured quietly.“What?”“You always seem so certain.”His gaze so
The sitting room felt warmer than the rest of the estate.Or maybe it only felt that way because Zevarion stood too close again.Close enough that Elyra could feel his presence before he even touched her.And lately......he always touched her.The rain outside softened into a quiet drizzle while firelight flickered across the room, casting shadows against the walls.Everything felt too intimate again.Dangerous.Elyra stared at him for a long moment after his question.Should it?The calmness in his voice unsettled her deeply.Because he truly didn’t seem worried anymore about people noticing them.About Victor seeing.About the staff whispering.About the way he constantly reached for her.Nothing.“You really don’t care what people think,” she whispered softly.A faint pause followed.“I care what you think.”God.The answer hit directly inside her chest.Every single time.He always said things that sounded simple but settled somewhere dangerously deep inside her.Elyra looked awa
By the time Elyra and Zevarion walked downstairs, the atmosphere between them had changed again.Subtly.But enough.Enough that anyone paying attention would notice.And unfortunately.....Victor always noticed everything.The broken lamp lay dramatically on the floor near the entrance hall while Damien stood beside it looking emotionally exhausted.Victor pointed immediately at the fallen lamp the second they appeared. “Before anyone accuses me, this was clearly unstable architecture.”Damien rubbed his forehead tiredly. “You walked directly into it.”“It attacked unexpectedly.”Elyra almost smiled despite herself.Almost.Because the moment Victor looked up properly and saw her beside Zevarion.....his expression changed instantly.Dangerous man.His eyes narrowed slowly.Then widened slightly.“Oh,” he murmured softly.Elyra immediately knew that tone.Absolutely not.Victor looked between them carefully like he was solving a puzzle in real time.Then.....“You almost kissed.”Sil
For a few quiet seconds, nothing existed except warmth.Zevarion’s forehead rested gently against hers.His hand remained at her jaw.Their breathing mixed softly in the silence of the library.And Elyra realized......this was the closest they had ever been without kissing.The thought alone made her heartbeat turn uneven.Neither moved.Neither spoke.Because somehow words would ruin the fragile intimacy wrapped around them now.Outside the tall windows, evening light faded slowly across the gardens while soft rain clouds drifted through the darkening sky.Inside the library......everything felt still.Too still.Elyra kept her eyes closed for one more second before slowly opening them again.Big mistake.Zevarion was already looking at her.Too closely.Too softly.The expression in his eyes nearly unraveled her completely.Because there was no restraint left there anymore.Only feeling.Real feeling.“You calm me too,” she whispered softly before she could stop herself.The words
The library remained quiet after Victor’s announcement.Too quiet.The warmth from earlier still lingered faintly between Elyra and Zevarion, but now something heavier existed beneath it.His mother.The missing records.The hidden history.And the expression in his eyes when Victor mentioned it—Elyra couldn’t stop thinking about it.Zevarion rarely looked affected by anything.But this?This reached somewhere deeper.Victor finally pushed himself away from the doorway with a soft sigh. “Damien is waiting downstairs with the files.”Zevarion nodded once.Calm again.Too calm.Elyra was beginning to understand that his quietest moments were usually the most dangerous emotionally.Victor looked between them briefly before speaking more carefully than usual. “I’ll tell Damien we’re coming.”Then surprisingly.....he left without another teasing comment.The second the library door closed again, silence returned.Soft.Heavy.Elyra slowly looked toward Zevarion. “You don’t have to preten
The silence inside the library became unbearable after Victor’s voice interrupted them.Elyra still stood too close to Zevarion.His hand still rested lightly against her cheek.Their other hands still loosely intertwined between them.And somehow.....Victor always appeared at the worst possible moment.Zevarion slowly closed his eyes for one brief second like a man questioning every decision that led to this interruption.Elyra almost laughed.Almost.Then Victor knocked again dramatically.“I’m opening this door in five seconds,” he announced. “Emotionally prepare yourselves.”Zevarion finally lowered his hand from Elyra’s cheek.The sudden loss of warmth felt immediate.Again.Always again.Elyra carefully stepped back first while trying very hard to regain composure before Victor entered and started another interrogation.Completely impossible task.Especially because Zevarion was still looking at her like that.Dangerous man.The library door opened.Victor walked inside casuall







