For the past two years, Hendrix had never asked for her opinion.

This time, for the first time ever, the seriousness in his black-and-white gaze was undeniable.

Lilith’s clear eyes trembled slightly as she heard her heart beating uncontrollably.

She didn’t speak, which in Hendrix’s eyes equated to silent consent.

After all, she couldn’t resist his whispers.

He would tease her in bed occasionally, and with just a few ...