Chapter 374

“Yes, I am. What’s the matter, Yasmine?” Tristan asked gently. This was the first time that the woman on his bed initiated talk between them during the wee hours of the night.

Usually, Yasmine was reserved and would never even make a sound in these moments.

Tristan was of course well aware of the fears in the woman’s heart and had only exercised patience all throughout.

Although he would have wanted to create physical relations to the opposite sex very much indeed but he was not one to force his will unto another.

“I think I'm ready