The rain dropped heavily over the windows and spilled onto the balcony before going through the holes.
The cool air gushed, and the rainy weather made me cozy.
I was sound asleep when I heard a thunderstorm so loud and terrifying that I was jolted out of my sleep.
I gasped, alert, and felt a firm hand on my arm.
I opened my eyes and saw that I was in the arms of none other than Xaden.
He held me in such a firm foetal position.
He didn't suffocate me; instead, he held me in such a position that I was safe.
I looked at him and admired his beauty.
His perfect, long, dark lashes that women would kill to have.
His full brows that were so well carved, you would think it had been done by a stylist, when I knew better than anyone else that it was natural.
His dark hair framed his head.
Everything about him radiated beauty and perfection.
As he slept peacefully, he looked like a child, and all I wanted to do was hold him and protect him from the imperfect world outside.
