HER DIRTY SECRET
C H A P T E R XVII- The Devil’s Lips
ROSETRIX LEXAR
He kissed me, he f*****g kissed me so gently, his soft lips almost made me want to devour it. It was so surreal, Claus’s presence makes me feel safe but on top of that confusion. As I caressed my lips with the tip of my fingers my mind could not help but recall the kiss we shared a while ago.
Why is he so gentle?
Why is he like this?
He is yours, my guts says. Oh please damn it, just please stop!
I tangled my fingers together and prayed to Aphrodite, “Please help me, everyone deserves love. If my heart does not belong to this wolf please give me a sign.”
ROSETRIX, HOW DARE YOU PRAY TO THE GODDESS OF LOVE? REMEMBER YOUR ORIGINAL SIN, REMEMBER WHO YOU ARE MEANT TO BE WITH.
A loud voice in my head sudd
