Emilia gently batted her eyelashes, standing in front of Henry, who held her cheeks in his warm palm and she could feel her own skin burning underneath his gaze and his touch.
The lights in the room were dim and a single central chandelier that hung right on top of the bed was lit up, that also only partially.
They didn’t even care of turn on all the lights of the room and Emilia had only hit one button that was enough to enumerate
Her face was flushed and blood rushed in to her cheeks, giving them a scarlet color.
The quivering breath that escaped her lips was enough to tell Henry that she was quite anxious and he also couldn’t wait to tame her anxiety down.
Placing a hand over her hips, he guided her backwards and Emilia also took a few steps back, until the back of her knees hit
