Aziyat his quintessence desire
๐๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ก. ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ When something shifts between two people who were never meant to look at each other that way... ignoring it doesn't make it disappear. It just makes it more intimate. ๐บ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ด๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, someone who has always known where to stop. Careful with her words, her actions, and especially her boundaries. Growing up around the same people taught her one thing-some lines aren't meant to be crossed. She never planned on forgetting that. . ๐จ๐๐๐๐ ๐พ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐, her contract husband. A constant presence. Observant, and the kind of person who notices more than he lets on. He doesn't like to interfere. Doesn't cross lines. Until he does. . What starts as nothing more than shared space turns into something neither of them names. A secret they share that's hidden from everyone. And the distance that should exist between them slowly... disappears. And the more they ignore it- the harder it becomes to pretend it doesn't mean anything. "Someone could walk in." "Then move." "You move." "...or what?" "Or I stop pretending I don't want to kiss you."
