Chapter-195 (Amoris)

[Amor’s POV]

She looked like a delightful mess. The time always slowed down when I was with her, making me feel even the slightest hitch in her breath. I leisurely adored my wife, my gaze not sparing an inch of Zeve’s alluring body.

I drank every part of her through my eyes while taking a sip of the wine and placing it back on the nightstand. Didn’t know if it was the wine or her intoxicating scent that ran feral in my veins.

The heaviness in my gaze on her was unbearable. I wanted to just savour every flavour of my amoris. The heat rained on me with an intent to drown me in the depths of an endless ocean.

She was half covered, half exposed in her ripped-up red gown. Her hair was scattered beneath her, covering the pillow. Her underclothes were crooked, ready to get off her body.

I didn’t want to just make love to her that night. I wanted her — to see her, to hear her, to feel her — in dimensions I didn’t know, in ways I hadn’t ever before.

Four of her spy butterflies emerged