Semua Bab Whispers Of My Incubus Guardian: Bab 91 - Bab 100

Luxiana SommerisThe next day arrived, and I was unusually eager to get to work. Today was Anton’s last day, and though I wasn’t sure why, a mix of anticipation and unease stirred in my chest. I had a parting gift for him—a book I cherished, one I hoped he would enjoy as much as I did.As I stood by my locker, carefully arranging my things, I caught sight of him walking in. Normally, he would at least acknowledge me with a nod or a casual greeting, but this time, he simply went straight to his locker, placing his belongings inside without so much as a glance in my direction.“Hey! Good morning! It’s your last day!” I greeted him cheerfully, expecting his usual greeting every morning. But he didn’t turn to face me. Something about the way he stood, stiff and distant, felt… off.“Anton?” I called again, a hint of concern creeping into my voice.This time, he finally stopped and turned to me. The moment our eyes met, I felt my breath hitch. His eyes—they looked different. There was a f

Luxiana Sommeris“Then what do we do?” I asked my voice barely above a whisper, the weight of uncertainty pressing down on my chest.Damien exhaled sharply, running a hand through his dark hair, the strands falling back into place in effortless disarray. His jaw tightened, a muscle twitching as he processed the situation. “We wait. Observe. If he comes back to work on Monday, we’ll know something’s wrong. And if he doesn’t…” He let the sentence trail off, but the silence that followed spoke volumes.A cold shiver ran down my spine. I understood exactly what he meant, even if the words remained unspoken. “Then there’s nothing to be worried about… right?” I finished his thought, though I could hear the doubt creeping into my voice.Damien’s nod was slow, reluctant as if he wanted to believe it but couldn't quite convince himself. He let out a long, weary sigh, his shoulders tensing. “Aside from Lilith’s thirst for revenge, the Dream Walkers here are already making their move. They’re g

Luxiana SommerisDamien’s smirk never faded as he brushed his thumb over my lower lip, his dark eyes locked onto mine. The warmth of his touch sent a delicious shiver down my spine, and I knew there was no turning back. The air between us crackled with anticipation, thick and intoxicating.“Come with me,” he murmured his voice a rich, velvety whisper that wrapped around me like silk.He didn’t need to ask twice. My fingers laced with his, and he led me through the dimly lit corridor, each step sending my pulse racing. The world outside faded into nothing—just the two of us, drawn together by something undeniable, something deeper than desire.The bedroom door shut softly behind us, sealing us away in the quiet intimacy of the moment. The glow of the bedside lamp cast golden light across the room, flickering over the planes of his face, highlighting the intensity in his eyes as he turned to me.He reached for me, his hands finding my waist, pulling me closer until our bodies brushed

Luxiana SommerisWe placed our orders, choosing our drinks first before adding an assortment of savory pastries to the list. The café was warm, filled with the rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee and buttery baked goods. The soft hum of conversation blended with the occasional clink of porcelain cups and the low whirr of the espresso machine.As we waited, I found myself watching Anton. There was something about him—an odd sense of detachment, as if he were present in body but not entirely in spirit. He smiled politely while speaking to Margaret, his voice even, his posture relaxed, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that it was all a carefully crafted façade.He didn’t seem distressed by the situation—the fact that his new workplace was barely functioning without its employees, the fact that people had died. Or maybe, I considered, he was doing his best to cope, forcing normalcy upon himself to keep from unraveling.Margaret, on the other hand, didn’t seem to share his calm exterior

Luxiana SommerisThe next day at work, I was relieved that everything was peaceful. The steady rhythm of the library, the faint rustling of pages, and the quiet hum of the computers created a familiar sense of calm. There were no unexpected disruptions, no sudden chaos—just the usual serenity that made this place feel like a sanctuary.And yet, a lingering sense of disappointment tugged at me. I had hoped to see Damien in the realm last night, even if only for a brief moment. It wasn’t unusual for us to miss each other sometimes, but I couldn’t help feeling a little let down. He better make it up to me later.Shaking off my thoughts, I forced myself to focus on work. I had responsibilities here, and I wasn’t about to let my personal feelings distract me. I immersed myself in checking the book rental schedules, my eyes scanning the due dates and borrower names with precision.So engrossed was I in my task that I didn’t notice someone staring at me until I felt the weight of their ga