"Heh, you'd have better engraved this dance in your mind. After all, my services aren't cheap." Yveline giggled as she stepped closer to him. Looking at his face, her heart once again skipped a beat.
Easily, Rahu occupied a far greater spot than anyone ever did. One that transcended even the sacred familial bond she once held in the past.
As of Rahu, although he'd yet to name it. He, deep inside his existence, understood that among the thousands of women he had met…Yveline held a special place. Standing beside her, there was no army he couldn't defeat, nor any gods he couldn't kill!
The connection between them was almost natural, having never experienced such a feeling, he…couldn't forsake it.
His gaze dropped onto hers. Yveline's lips were slightly apart. The tension rose as the adrenaline reached its peak. Rahu took her lips into his. To which she reciprocated by tugging his collar and yanking him towards her into a passionate kiss.
