Chapter40

#Chapter40

He pulled me into his arms gently, holding my back at the very bottom, conveniently avoiding my scars. They were now covered with tattoos, but regardless I had the urge to shiver each time someone touched them.

/"You seem a litter frightened/" he admitted, his voice smooth, calming. Maybe it was just because he stood so close, but I could feel his presence lingering around me, making it hard to notice anything but him. I felt like I’m drowning in his aura, as he was afraid I could disappear any moment he would let go or tighten his grasp too much.

/"I’m not that attractive when I’m frightened…/" I smirked a little bit, and he laughed with me afterwards.

/"I’m sure you are/" he sounded very certain about it, so I didn’t plan to tell him about when I was actually scared to death and how I ended up sleeping with my captor, and how I still wake up feeling his touch or feeling a blade on my skin.

Yeah, not the best ice-breaker.