[WARNING: THIS CHAPTER IS R-18. IT CONTAINS MATURE CONTENTS NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS]
There was not a day for the past week that Amanda had not gazed through the stars. Since last week, she finally connected with Christopher and the longing was indescribable.
One evening, she gazed up to the sky and said, "Tomorrow, right? Chris? I'll see you tomorrow?"
He did not answer, but she presumed they were traveling on a wormhole that she did not mind.
Out of the blue, she felt chills down her spine. The second she turned around, a hand covered her mouth and a familiar built forcefully threw her to bed.
"Ch - " Amanda was not even allowed to speak. Her mouth was devoured instantly by Christopher's hungry kiss.
She instantly knew who it was. His scent and his power were too mundane to her, regardless of how long they have been apart.
