Chapter Eighty Three

His darkening eyes followed the downfall of the straps of the spaghetti top Aphrodite made me wear. I shuddered palpably as his hands found their way to the hem of the fitted top.

"Shit, Lorcan!" I screamed out of shock because he just ripped my top off, revealing my red brassiere that covers my breasts.

"There. Perfectly better." He lustfully hissed, gaze was fixed on my already exposed upper lingerie.

I remained watching him with constant surprise while he took the destroyed poor piece of cloth from me and threw it somewhere else. It took me a minute to recognize my own breathing again, all because of his blasphemous behavior.

He was back at admiring my almost naked upper body and with only a small red cover left around it, he looked instantly hungry. The way he stares... seems like a hungry lion who escaped from the dungeon, ready to devour me anytime by now. But instead of embracing the shivers, i let the excitement gush through me.

"Ahh..." a breathy moan has sneaked out of my