Lucius's POV 1700.
I look at her, Ginger, long hair almost fully covers a happy, friendly face. Glistening golden eyes, set elegantly within their sockets, watch lovingly over the homes they've been isolated from for so long.
Tribal marks in the form of Three stripes under her left eye marks her skills in combat but, more importantly and leaves a painful burden of her abuser.
I gently grasp her hand lovingly and she looks at me with a gentle smile. Music fills the the evening air and she pulls me into a close embrace. We hold each other and sway to the light jazz music. She moves her head from my chest.
"Josh" her voice is soft as she gazes in my eyes with a gentle smile. I tilt my head slightly. She gently cups my face in her hands. She stands up on her tiptoes and kisses me. I tense up and my eyes widen.. Then I slowly relax and my eyes close.. I pull her closer and the kiss becomes more intense.
She pulls away and looks in my eyes.
"W-wow" she whispers. Her cheeks turn a pinky coulor. Is.. Is she bl- before i can finish my thought her lips are pressed against mine again. This sensation is amazing. I feel so.. So amazing..
"K-Kassandra" I stutter. She pulls away and smiles at me. She looks on my eyes with a soft expression of love, and giggles..
"I love you Josh" she speaks in a soft musical voice. I can't help but blush at how she says my name. Our moment is cut short by bandits come in and knock me out
YOU ARE READING
The Cursed Files
Mistério / SuspenseHis crystal eyes look so empty as he's stares at me "I created this so you'd love me" he whispers as blood drips from his mouth "But it was never good enough" he spits out as he grabs me in rage "IT WAS NEVER GOOD ENOUGH!!"
