His Little FLOWER (Lucifer's Flower) ✓

Chapter 10

" I can sleep,
I just choose not to,
For I have fallen love with
The way my mind plays in the
Dark night with thoughts of,
You."
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"You shouldn't have sat outside without wearing something warm in this weather, Flower," Leon gently scolded me from behind. He saw me sitting in the garden, now my favorite place, in just a peach sweatshirt and pajamas. Draping his coat over me, he sat in front of me.

"It's not that cold," I protested. He gave me a stern look. I smiled sheepishly. He shook his head, but a small smile crept onto his face.

"Which book are you reading now?" he asked, eyeing my book. I raised my hand, holding the book to show him.

"You like historical books a lot, I see?" I shrugged. He grabbed a historical book for himself, a slight smirk playing on his red lips as he felt my gaze on him.

I focused on my book. It had been three days since Leon's explanation. The next day, when I woke up and saw him staring at me, it creeped me out at first. But the look in his eyes wasn't creepy at all; his gaze was filled with adoration, which made me a bit uncomfortable.

For the past three days, he had been spending all his time cooking breakfast and dinner for me. We spent the entire day in the garden reading books. When I asked if he had any work, his reply was simple: he is the King.

Leon is a man of few words, honest with his feelings, and quite straightforward, which always left me blushing. Whenever he was around, he never missed a chance to compliment me. His eyes and intimate gaze could tell you everything, but you needed the courage to look into his eyes. He was perfect in everything he did.

I had never been this close to any male other than Dad and Eric, but with Leon, it felt different. When I was with him, I felt protected, cared for, and loved.

It was all so strange. His intimate gaze was always filled with adoration and awe when he looked at me. The way he gave me pure, heart-melting smiles when he caught me staring at him, although he never commented to embarrass me, and the way he took care of me like a baby. The tingles when my skin comes into contact with his.

I noticed one thing: it was only with me. If a man stood even ten steps away from me, Leon's eyes would start to change color.

As I tried to focus back on the book, something caught my eye. "Leon, what are werewolves?" At my question, his eyes immediately snapped to me. He looked visibly tense. I probably knew what it was but wanted to hear it from him.

He tilted his head before smiling softly. "Where did you hear that from?" I held up the book again. He chuckled, muttering that I wouldn't believe him if he told me, to which I disagreed.

"The one you saw in the forest. A man or woman who can turn into a wolf but is much more powerful and bigger than a wolf," he said tenderly, afraid of my reaction. I gulped but still wanted to know more.

I nodded at him to continue. "Not only werewolves but vampires, witches, mermaids, and some other shifters also exist. Back then, there was a settlement between humans and shifters that they wouldn't come in each other's way as the attack rates from both sides were rising. Soon, this all just became stories in human history and the world, but a few still believe and a few saw, as you did." He replied, observing my expression, which must have been bewildered.

I had heard and read loads of books about them and, of course, seen TV shows.

"And...?" I trailed off. He looked surprised as if he wasn't expecting me to continue, but my curiosity always got the best of me. People say curiosity kills the cat, but according to me, it sometimes saves the cat too because we do not know what may come next, so always be prepared.