Chapter 1418 With the Courage of a Moth to a Flame

Feeling her clothes being pulled, Beryl, who had never been intimate with anyone, instinctively raised her hand to stop him. "I... I'm scared..."

Above her, Marcellus stopped his actions. Under his disheveled hair, his dark eyes shimmered with an unreadable light.

After a moment, he spoke in a gravelly voice, "Scared of me?"

Beryl didn't catch the deeper meaning in his words and nodded slightly. "A bit..."

Heh.

A soft breath, barely audible, slipped from the corner of his lips. Beryl couldn't even be sure if he had smiled just now.

"Never mind." He took a deep breath and was about to turn away.

By some strange impulse, seeing his expression and hearing his tone, Beryl felt that if she pushed him away now, there might never be another chance.

late night, in a space where there were only the two of them, she made

She grabbed Marcellus' hand.

to take further

her, but even without saying a word,

to accompany

took a deep breath and loosened her grip on his hand slightly. Her long,

leap out of her throat,

of you. I just lack

the icy depths. It played like a slow-motion replay, and he

eyes seemed to ask, "Do you know what

Marcellus most of the time, but tonight, he laid everything bare in front of

no amount of words could fill

gaze, Beryl reached out and hooked her fingers around his neck. Slowly, she raised herself and gently kissed his equally soft lips. Her voice was small but

terrible past and everything mired in a swamp of mud and

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