The day after the engagement party…
CELIA
I was still haunted by the sight of Dante's cut-off head. My heart was frozen and my soul was mortified.
It was a dreadful sight.
My timid steps entered Killian's study room.
“Oh! You're here!” He leaned back on his chair and looked straight into my eyes.
“Y-You kil…”
“Before you say anything, help me arrange some documents.” His deep voice interrupted my sentence.
I slowly walked over to his side and quietly helped him arrange the documents. As a spy, my eyes should have focused on the contents of the document, yet my brain was occupied with the sight of Dante's head.
It wasn't his cut-off head that terrified me,
but Killian's possessiveness.
He crossed all the limits.
I could feel his gaze taunting my skin but my eyes were too scared
