Warm rays of the morning sun sipped through the window into Minerva's room, brightening every corner of it. On the bed laid Minerva and Vincent, tangled up inside the quilt. He cuddled her so well in his arms as a faint smile played on his lips. Last night was a night he won't forget. Pleasuring a woman. A woman he fell in love with.
Vincent had believed love at first sight were nonsensical ideologies. Being entwined in one, he knew that the earth is vast and so are lots of things that can become possible.
‘knock knock’
Someone knocked on the door and gently pushed in. Vlad appeared behind the door and bowed. “Good morning, your highness.”
“Rise. Is everything in order?” Vincent asked, already in his King mask. Minerva still snuggled in his arms.
Vlad waved his hands in response t
