~{EMELDA'S POV}~
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I couldn't believe I did it. I actually did it with a man I just met today.
What came over me?
I found myself lying in his arms after all the wildness and strangely, I didn't feel a sense of regret. And Smith kept rubbing my back by simply drawing circles with his fingers and it tickled me a bit but I loved it nonetheless.
"Why won't you let me mark you, my love?" He asked.
Now there it was. The way he sounded. His voice could pull in any lady like a magnet. He had this special charm that could make anyone's head turn.
If Lanzon had the voice of an angel then Smith had the voice of an archangel.
Even when he drawled, it brought goosebumps all over my skin and everytime he called me his love, it felt very endearing.
"Because I'm not ready," I simply said.
