Cyrus's Pov.
They say once you've had a taste of something good, you'll continue to crave for it until you have successfully obtained it in your possession.
Perhaps that would explain why my mind was so filled of a certain woman.
I twirled the silver knife around my fingers with a slight grin on my lips, enjoying how it burned into my skin.
It was stolen from that certain woman last night and I planned to return it if she asked again but she didn't and I didn't bother to remind her.
Funny how I can't seem to think of anything else but her. Thoughts of her crawled over my mind all day. I wished to see her again, touch her, finally know how it feels to kiss that plumpy lips of hers but unfortunately, I also have work to do.
One that requires my full concentration and no distractions.
