"Leon..." Zafira's voice broke into a lovely hum, tinged with relief, longing, and her dark, carnal desires. Her lips parted as their bodies came closer, touching ever so gently at first, squishing together as the bath water splashed from their movement.
'Her lips are too soft...'
She breathed into his mouth, arms tightening around his neck as if desperate for reassurance and affection.
Leonhardt's heart pounded, an ache in his chest matching their growing desire.
Then something shattered that tender moment in an instant.
A chilling notification chimed through the dungeon and echoed within his mind.
[Warning!]
[Intruder detected – Western Border breached.]
Leonhardt froze, eyes once gentle and filled with affection became twisted, sharp, and aggressive. A wave of dread pierced his heart when he lowered his guard. The western border he'd painstakingly reinforced fell.
