Once in every minute, Aurora would glance at her wrist. To make sure that she was still wearing the gorgeous, fortune worth bracelet. She still couldn't believe that it was in her possession. She then looked down at the dashing god, that was laid on his back at the divan, his head rested on her lap. His eyes were closed, Aurora thought that he was actually sleeping.
At least now she could stare at him as much as she wants. He looked so unreal, Aurora couldn't even begin to fathom. She wanted to run her fingers through his raven black hair. But she wasn't sure if she should.
"You are staring." He teased softly with his eyes still closed.
"I thought you were asleep." Aurora said, biting her lower lip.
