Every time I looked at the headlines- The Nightwood Protector, #TheFlawlessCouple- A strange, fierce pride tightened in my chest.
The look of victory was etched on my features. Although on the way back home, I kept wondering about his last statement to the public.
Knight… I think I had some link to this title.
When we were back home, the air was quiet, but it wasn't suffocating anymore. It was soft. Holding a cup of coffee, I was staring out of the window.
Zayne discarded his coat and loosened his tie, looking weary but satisfied. I felt his presence behind me, the familiar, irresistible, heat of him, before he even touched me.
His large hands smoothly around my waist from behind, resting his chin on my shoulder. His heartbeat was a steady hum against my back as his hot breath was r
