CHAPTER 12

Sela’s lips parted. Lord… she felt like she was melting. The way he uttered those lines while staring at her like that was just… too much! He was truly making this dream even more surreal than it already was!

And God help her but she couldn’t stop herself from responding wantonly. “Yes,” she breathed, and damn the fatal smile that he gave in return.

Slowly, he sank down and knelt on one knee before her. Would anyone blame her for swooning when this scene right before her was straight out of a fantasy romance book written by a female author? She’d be damned if she didn’t indulge herself in this experience, no matter if it’s just a dream, right? Because damn… this was every reader’s fantasy!

“Tell me, Little dove… what kind of reward do you want?” he asked and she didn’t even hesitate anymore and answered, “You.”

Yes, she wanted this fictional male as her reward! Rationality or reality be damned. She should just grab this opportunity, right?!

“I want you to fulfill my fantasy and be my lover for tonight,” she added and he purred in delight. 

“Oh, sweet one…” His voice seemed to be sinking even deeper. “I love how honest and straightforwardly bold you are. But are you certain? This isn’t you thinking this was just a –”

“I am certain,” she cut him off. “Never been certain than ever before.”

A sexy chuckle left him, a sound that was enough to send delicious shivers all through her body.

"Such a bold girl, indeed. And I desire you even more for that." In one swift move, he lifted her.

The next thing she knew, she was on his lap while he sat on top of the coffin. The way his arms were wrapped around her waist and the way he leaned in and pressed his chin against the blade of her shoulder was nothing but heart-stopping! He was so… cold… but he was making her burn like a ball of fire in his arms.

“Now my lover… what do you want us to do?” He whispered from behind her. “Shall I read this book to you?”

Sela watched in disbelief as he extended his hand before her, holding a book—a book that was hers! A new adult book that she had been crazy about a few months ago. How did he even... oh right, this was just a dream, so of course, something like this could just happen out of the blue! And damn, of all books, it was the one that contains the spiciest scene that she had been imagining when she pleasures herself. This particular book definitely contained one of the top three scenes she would want to experience in reality!

How lucky was she to have dreamt the exact thing she was fantasizing about? Was all this perfection some sort of goodbye gift to her because she was now finally giving up this house?

“Answer me, little dove. Let me hear your sweet voice.” His voice pulled her thoughts back to him and just like that, she shamelessly nodded. “Yes, I’d love that.”

“Good girl…” he praised and god… it was really mind-blowing how this man knows exactly what he was supposed to say and do to simply melt her entire being like this.

"Now, shall we begin... here?" He slid his palm between the pages, effortlessly spreading the book open with just one hand.

And the moment Sela saw the chapter number on the page, her jaw dropped. That was it! She’s now a hundred and one percent sure that this dream was definitely a product of her own imagination and secret desires. It was as if a certain romantic yet mischievous deity had collected all the things she fantasized about, and wove them together to bestow upon her these perfect moments!

“Before we begin… what is your name? Or do you prefer me calling you ‘little dove’?” he asked.

“Sela…” she breathed. “Please use my name.”

“Sela… such beautiful name.” he purred. His icy fingers skimmed her neck as he gathered her dark hair to one side.

“How about you? What… is your name?”