✿ I'm his obsession... and he is my lover ✿
In his eyes, I see forever—
A storm, a flame, my sweetest tether.
If love is madness, let me fall,
For in his arms, I lose it all.
🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹
Horace turned to face her, his ocean-blue eyes softening as they landed on the little handmade object she held out nervously.
"You made this for me?" His voice dropped, deep and velvety. He took it gently, his large hands dwarfing the delicate piece. "My beast… this is—this is so beautiful, my love."
The word love rolled off his tongue like a caress, instantly melting her nervousness.
"You like it?" Ariel asked shyly, tucking a loose strand of golden hair behind her ear.
"No, baby," Horace said, his tone suddenly rich with warmth. "I don't just like it… I love it."
The sincerity in his voice made her heart skip.
"But it's not that good," she mumbled, cheeks pink. "I made a lot of mistakes—"
Before she could finish, Horace captured her lips in a searing kiss.
