Killian walked in two hours later while I stood in the kitchen, a glass of water in my hand, on my way to the bedroom. He was in formal attire.
He stopped in his tracks, took a step back, and turned to me. I leaned against the counter, letting him take in the full view as his eyes roamed over me without a word.
There are many things in this world that are still a mystery to me. I have been writing since I was 15, on and off. I try to sustain myself financially while doing what I love, but to strive financially, I often lose the drive to write the stories I enjoy and love. It would be my great honor to share my world of fiction, fantasy, and romance with you all. So if you love the stories I write, any support will be appreciated. With All the love ~Violet
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