Chapter 150: Pure Maiden - I (R18)
Ethan's arms wrapped around Sylvie, his warmth instantly overwhelming her smaller frame. She stiffened for a moment, but the steady beat of his heart and the firm and gentle hold soon made her relax against him.
Her breath hitched when he brushed a hand through her hair, tilting her face up so their eyes met. There was no mockery in his gaze or any arrogance — only patience, as though he were asking her again without words: Are you certain?
Sylvie's lips trembled, but she nodded. "Please… Master," she whispered, cheeks burning.
Ethan smiled faintly and kissed her forehead first. "Good girl. But we'll go slow," he murmured, his voice softer than she'd ever heard.
