The pride was quiet. You could tell that the hour most retired to bed had come and the adults patrolling around ensured the young were put to bed safely.
In this quiet night all Mira could think about was the heat brewing between her legs and her longing for a fuck. A well deserved, I will remind you that you're mine and only mine fuck. The kind she read in books. But Jia Hao was not even in his bed chambers. You would think he would not let her out of his sight after nearly losing her but he wasn't here.
You sent him to get you water to drink because of your newfound water phobia, girl be for real, Mira's mind judged. The end point was, he was not here, whatever the reason.
Hypocrite.
Mira pouted, folding her arms as she looked away. Anyone seeing her would think she was crazy gesturing to herself but it was not the first time. They already see her as crazy.
