đčđčđčđčđč
Ariel wanted to scream, but the spark made her knew who it was. That familiar sparkâwarm, electric, powerfulârushed through her veins like molten silver. Her breath hitched. Her heart fluttered. Her soul leaned back on instinct.
Horace.
"My love," he whispered her name from behind, his voice a low velvet that wrapped around her entire being.
Ariel smiled instantly, the kind of smile she only ever had for him.
"Are you trying to kidnap me?" she asked, trying to sound brave but failing miserably. Her voice betrayed her, turning soft and breathy.
"Nobody will be able to safe you if I kidnap you," he said.
His voice deep and low, vibrating through her spine, the kind that make her legs weak without him even touching her.
Before she could even reply, his chest pressed lightly into her back.
"Are you trying to run away from me?" he asked, as he softly bite her ear.
