---- Her protruding belly was visible in the shadows that drew on the wall and Vincenzo stared at each inch of her skin with a crazy fascination.

Is this fine, Master? Vince doesnt answer right away.

He loved her every twitch, every second of discomfort.

That skin waiting for him to be painted by his lips, that womanhood waiting to be claimed.

Finally he stood, picking up the lantern.

Vor a brief moment, jealousy sparked in his chest.

How could her attention be so consumed by something so insignificant? Those eyes of hers were his, and his alone.

But it was a fleeting thought.

He toyed with the lantern, twisting the coiled wire until it flickered to life.

Its soft, golden glow illuminated her face, and her eyes widened in awe.

Light, she whispered, her voice barely audible as she flinched at the brightness.

Having spent her life in darkness, light was foreign to ---- Chapter 478 her.

And he would love to show her every aspect of it.

Love to show her how her new fascination could burn her if she dared to go too close to it and love it more than him Here, Vince said, crouching beside her and offering her the lantern.

Hold it with both hands.

She was reluctant at first, not knowing if this was her test.

But then finally, she obeyed, her fingers trembling slightly as they closed around the handle.noveldrama

A satisfied smile spread across her lips, and Vince smirked.

Well this is going to be interesting: Now, he drawled, his voice laced with mischief as he circled around her like a predator circles around its prey, you're going to hold it until I'm done for the night.

If you drop it, I'll break it.

Lets make it a fun little game.

She swallowed hard, nodding.

Her thighs pressed together instinctively, her pale frame illuminated by ---- the flickering firelight.

Okay, Master.

Good girl, he said, his smirk widening as he began to unbutton his shirt.

Zariyans crimson eyes never left the lantern in her hands, her newest obsession.

---- Chapter 478 The lantern trembled in her grasp, her knuckles white as she clung to it, her back arching sharply with his next thrust.

Vinces large hands moved to her thighs, guiding them to wrap snugly around his torso.

His fingers found her sofi curves, kneading them with a mix of possession and tenderness, his touch igniting a paradox of sweetness laced with bitterness.

Leaning down, his lips sought the peaks of her body, teeth grazing her aroused areoles as his gaze fixated on her face.

She struggled beneath him, biting her lip in vain to stifle the sounds threatening to spill.

Thrust.

She squirmed, her body jolting against his.

The lantern wavered dangerously, its dim light flickering as it almost fell from her grasp.

At the last moment, she tightened her hold, gasping softly.

Thrust.