Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Her gaze fell to the crab’s belly, swollen and pristine white. A delicate fissure revealed a glimpse of the golden treasures held within.

No longer preoccupied with imparting a lesson to the crab, Millie sighed softly.

“What a marvel it is to harbor thousands of little crabs within one womb

In an instant, Millie experienced a sense of déja vu, as if her words had echoed from a previous moment.

Recollection surged as Millie’s thoughts journeyed back to the previous night, when Marcus playfully mentioned her buttocks and the potential to bear many offspring. Strangely, she detected a shared undercurrent in these remarks, a logic that intertwined both instances. As this realization settled, Millie couldn’t help but playfully roll her eyes at him.

“What occupies your thoughts?” Marcus inquired, a mischievous Lilt in his voice.

“Oh, nothing.” Millie blushed, concealing her embarrassment with a shake of her head.

ankle-a canvas of ivory and tenderness, graced by a conspicuous bloodstain that

disposal? It is imperative you tend

affirmatively. She rose from her seat and made her way to her chamber, returning with an ointment cradled in her hand. Seated gracefully, she poised

seat beside her, his presence a reassuring anchor. Taking the ointment from her hand, his touch was as gentle as a whisper of wind on a summer’s day. Carefully, he guided her leg onto his lap, a gesture both tender

fingertips. The coolness of the salve touched her skin like a soothing caress. Even

for me in my moments of injury?” Millie’s voice drifted, entranced by his gentleness. In such moments, she

will bear the markings of time, and my visage may lose its luster,” she mused, a thread

my love, regardless of the passage

“Do you love me?”

hung in the air, and her brow creased in

believe I don’t hold affection for

brows. He would even surrender to her every whim. However, her question danced