Red Priest 소설 & 이야기

Mahigpit ang hawak niya sa baso ng alak, as if he's trying to crush the glass itself, habang nakatuon ang atensyon sa bawat indak at hipo ko sa pole. He has a stubborn jaw, eyes that are somehow both piercing and empty, and a drop-dead gorgeous, muscular body. Bumabakat ang muscles niya sa suot niyang polo, at naisip ko, this guy literally looks like he was chiseled from stone. Sa totoo lang, I'm more than surprised. Nag-scroll ako sa guest list kanina, at nakita ko, he's a priest. A priest! From a different country, and he’s paying ten million para solo ako? My kind of sinner.

I confirmed, my voice steady, my heart full. Ezekiel stood tall, his hands clasped before him, his gaze never leaving mine. Sa mga sandaling ito, ang pagiging "Reaper" niya ay wala na—ang naroon lang ay ang lalaking nakilala ko sa loob ng penthouse, ang lalaking nagluluto ng omelet para sa akin, at ang lalaking alam ang bawat lihim ko. The priest began in a deep, solemn voice that echoed through the cathedral