Chapter 14.

THORNE'S P.O.V

Sitting alone at the open balcony, a glass of whisky on the table and a cigarette in between my fingers which I bring up to my lips, taking a drag and then exhaling the smoke into the night air, I think back to my encounter with the black haired beauty whom had occupied a spot in my mind, Aurelia. I recalled how flushed she looked, the way her eyes stared into mine, desire swirling in those orbs as her cheeks turned red in shyness. Her pouty lips which looked so inviting, calling me to take them in between my fingers, daring me to use it as I liked and in whatever way I pleased. Oh I had quite a few ideas to put that mouth to good use.

***flashback***

Unease began building within me at the thought of standing outside her door for sometime, and it seemed as if she wouldn't be opening up anytime soon knowing fully well she was home. As per her request, we agreed to meet at her home to have a more private talk but now that I think of it, she seemed to be blatantly avoiding