Maksimillian

I watched as Zenovia slept peacefully beside me. She was on her side, facing me. The morning sun aided me to have a pretty good look at her, as the light freely came in through the glass wall. The curtains were not drawn as usual since this part was safe from any long-distance attack or attempt on my life as the hotel was near the edge of a cliff. My bodyguards downstairs had this side covered as well, just in case.

Zenovia’s beautiful grey eyes were close, but this didn’t make her less exquisite. After her breakdown last night and our talk about the baby, I helped her cleanse...