Desire of Death

2008 Words

Ezra licked his bottom lip and saw just how her gaze followed that action, only increasing the pace of his heart further. Ophelia was still lingering at the door, watching him unexpectedly and trying not to let her gaze shift downwards on his body, seeing the beads of sweat covering his bare chest and knowing exactly what chiseled muscles laid there. "I thought you were asleep already." He stated in a matter-of-fact tone, wondering why she had sought him out at this hour of the night. Ophelia, stepping further inside the room was looking around the space equipped with modern gym equipment. "I tried, but I kept seeing those images again and again, so I thought I would come to you." The lie rolled off of her lips smoothly. In truth, she was here to confront him about their bond but s

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