ZEVRAN ILVANE POV

Vesper looked agitated as she stood up. "I'll go check who it is."

I tilted my head, a smirk tugging on my lips as my eyes fixed on her drumming pulse.

Was my baby worried I was going to find out about her little box of death being delivered today? She was so cute.

"You've barely touched your food," I said, crowding and stopping her from stepping past me. "Besides...I don't want anyone to see you like this," I murmured, my eyes tracing every mark on her exposed skin.

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