The taste of his lips, soft and warm, sent delightful shivers down my spine. The gentle pressure of his mouth against mine made my heart race faster. When he finally pulled away from the kiss, I was left breathless, desperately gasping for air.
"Nora," he called softly, and I responded, still trying to catch my breath.
He held my face in his hand, gently brushing my cheek with his thumb. "I will never be angry with you. No matter what you do, even if it kills me, I would never hate you or hold anger towards you." His words melted my heart in a bittersweet way. As I looked into his eyes, memories of last night flooded my mind. He had appeared like the devil last night, and his eyes were as red as crimson, but I hadn't been scared. I looked into his eyes, and he didn't hurt me, even though he was tempted to.
