Her eyes fluttered wildly across the text, but no more information was available to her brain. She had to think only of him. The dark, bristly hair that gave his sharp featuresCONTINUE TO THE SITE →
Mirai had to think only of him. The dark, bristly hair that gave his sharp features a mischievous look. On the rough stubble surrounding full lips. How about kissing? She shivered arbitrarilyCONTINUE TO THE SITE →
Mirai was never one of those who went to her knees only when someone looked so evil. She couldn’t understand what was wrong with her. Despite no interest in her, she feltCONTINUE TO THE SITE →