71 Days
"I am not that easy, if that creature in there kills me, I assure you, you will never take another wife or be with another woman."
The scent of wet sand was calming, the cool, soft sand cushioned my bare feet as I strolled down the beach and a chill breeze caressed my skin, reminding me of how little I had on as coverage. The beach a breath away (in his case, seeing as like some sort of Dracula, he can reach where he wants to be in a fraction of a split second) from the penthouse is no covert, but I needed more than a little breather after almost becoming snake dinner.
I love the beach, the mere sight of the waves flattening and the water lazily meeting the shore is taming, the murmurs of the clear sea are alluring, like the beautifully aligned notes of
