Chapter 454
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WHO IS THIS OLD WITCH? SIGRID The narrow black iron bed, wooden walls, the ceiling with slightly neglected
beams, the old armchair by the window, and a few wooden trunks in the corner.
Everything looks worn down, brokenbut not dirty, not unpleasant.
T remembered my parents’ cabin.
Last night, | brought you here.
It'sa place I've always wanted to return to, he confessed, and my heart squeezed at his words.
He hasnt outright said it, but | think his parents are dead.
Maybe they died trying to save him when he was taken.
Maybe they couldnt bear the pain of losing him.
| dont know, and | dont want to rip open those wounds.
Did you spend the whole night cleaning? If it was abandoned, where the hell did you get these sheets? | frowned,
suddenly realizing something obvious.
Well...
no one was here.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt11 didnt even think about it.
| just needed to rest with you.
My mind was...
troubled, he admitted, sitting up, his gaze sweeping over the details of the room.
silas, how could you think nothing would change after so long? Goddess, its obvious someone lives here...
| scrambled to get up and get dressed in a hurry.
Shit! We broke into someones home! ---- And | was moaning like a bitch in heat! All the filthy things we did in this
bed! BAM! | jumped at the loud thud outside, followed by a muttered curse and the creak of the old front door
opening.
Silas and | locked eyesmine panicked, his completely unfazed.
Aaahbh! | want to scream in his expressionless face! How the hell can you be so calm?! In my frantic rush to get
up, | tangled myself in the sheets and nearly face-planted on the floor.
strong hands caughtby the waist.
careful.
Dont panic.
Il go out first, he murmured.
Take your tgetting dressed.
Inodded like a damn chicken pecking at corn, turning just in tto watch him stand gloriously nakeda sight for
my perverted eyes if | werent so anxious.
That dark mist wrapped around his body again, forming a layer of shadow-clad clothing over his skin.
Incredible.
Ive never even thought of using magic that way.
He glanced atonce morel was clutching my breasts, my gaze flicking between him and the door, expecting
someone to burst in and catch us at any second.
---- Everything will be fine.
Trust me, he reassured before stepping through the creaking old door.
| darted to the chair where all my clothes were neatly folded, quickly wiping between my legs with a
handkerchief from my inner pocket.
Jumping on one foot, | shoved on my boots, dressing myself as decently as possible.
Then, my eyes landed on the bed.
Goddess.
How the hell do | hide the white stains of semen?! Theres so much of it! And the bloodstainsimpossible to clean
right now! | snatched up the sheets, balling them up.
| didnt now if I should swallow them whole or shove them up my ass to hide the evidence.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMy sarcastic humor wasnt helpingat all.
My eyes darted to the wooden trunkl rushed to open it.
The scent of clean clothes hitimmediately.
They looked masculine, though so worn they were barely more than rags.
| refused to dirty something clean with those filthy sheets.
With no other choice, | shoved the evidence of our very intimate activities into a half-hidden corner.
| smoothed out my skirt, fixed my hairpointless, really.
Everything was obvious.
The shwas inevitable.
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