All Chapters of Veil Of A Secret Vow: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The archive room felt different after that.Smaller.Warmer.Dangerously aware.Elyra tried focusing on the documents spread across the table in front of her, but the words blurred together every few minutes. Every time she looked down at the files, she became aware of the exact spot where Zevarion had touched her hand.And somehow, she could still feel it.Which was ridiculous.“You stopped reading three minutes ago,” Zevarion said quietly from across the table.Elyra didn’t look up immediately. “You’re counting now?”“You keep staring at the same page.”That made her glance at the document in front of her.He was right.Again.“You notice too much,” she muttered.A faint pause followed before she finally looked at him.Big mistake.He was already watching her.Not even pretending otherwise anymore.The dim lighting of the archive room softened the sharpness in his features, making his expression quieter than usual. Less guarded.That somehow made him more dangerous.Elyra looked awa

The rain continued through the night.Soft. Steady. Quiet enough to make the room feel smaller somehow.Elyra woke sometime after midnight without fully understanding why. For a few seconds, she stayed still beneath the blanket, her thoughts still blurred with sleep.Then she realized it.Warmth against her hand.Her breathing slowed slightly as awareness returned.Their fingers were touching again.Not intentionally intertwined. Not fully holding.But closer than before.Closer than yesterday.Elyra slowly opened her eyes.The room was dark except for the faint silver glow from the rain outside the windows. Beside her, Zevarion was asleep for once....or at least he looked like he was.Calmer like this.Less guarded.Her gaze lingered on him longer than it should have.She noticed small things now without meaning to. The relaxed line of his shoulders. The way his breathing stayed steady even in sleep. The faint shadow of exhaustion beneath his eyes he never admitted to.And somehow, s

The breakfast table felt unusually crowded that morning.Not because there were more people.Because Elyra was too aware of one person.Zevarion sat across from her, calm as always, speaking occasionally with Victor about the archive records they found yesterday. His expression remained composed, unreadable to everyone else at the table.But not to her anymore.Now she noticed everything.The slight shift in his eyes when he was irritated. The way his jaw tightened when he disagreed with something. The quiet look he gave her whenever Victor wasn’t paying attention.And somehow, that had become normal.Dangerously normal.Victor placed his coffee cup down smoothly. “There’s a small gathering tonight. Some business partners from overseas arrived earlier than expected.”Zevarion nodded once. “How many people?”“Not many. Mostly close associates.”Elyra listened quietly while cutting a small piece of fruit from her plate.Then Victor added casually, “Adeline will be there too.”The name m

“You look incredibly bored.”Elyra glanced at the stranger standing beside her, trying to keep her expression polite despite the fact that she was suddenly very aware of Zevarion across the room.Watching.Closely.The man extended his hand smoothly. “Rafael.”“Elyra.”His smile widened slightly. “Beautiful name.”Normally, compliments like that wouldn’t affect her one way or another.Tonight?Tonight she felt something else entirely.Because she could practically feel Zevarion’s attention from across the room now.Heavy.Sharp.Possessive.And somehow......that awareness made her heartbeat shift.“You don’t seem like you enjoy these gatherings,” Rafael continued casually.“I don’t.”“That’s unfortunate. People usually come here looking for connections.”Elyra lifted her glass slightly. “Maybe I’m not looking.”Rafael laughed softly. “Then whoever brought you here is very lucky.”Across the room...Zevarion’s jaw tightened.Elyra noticed immediately.And suddenly she understood somet

“Zevarion…”The way she said his name changed the entire atmosphere between them.Something in his expression shifted immediately.Not dramatic.Not obvious.Just enough for Elyra to see it.That control he carried so carefully around her?It was slipping.And somehow, realizing that made her heartbeat even more dangerous.The cool wind moved softly around them, but neither noticed anymore. The balcony, the city lights below, the music from inside the hall....everything faded into background noise.Only him remained.Only the way he was looking at her now.Too intensely.Too closely.Elyra’s fingers tightened lightly against the railing behind her as Zevarion stayed directly in front of her, close enough that she could feel the warmth of his breathing.Neither moved.Neither stepped back.And that was the problem.“You shouldn’t say my name like that,” he said quietly.Her breath caught softly. “Like what?”His eyes lowered briefly again.To her lips.Then back to her eyes.“Like you