Amelia’s POV
I had no idea why but I was filled with so much fear that even breathing sounded like a fairytale to me.
“But don’t worry,” Castriel continued, leaning dangerously closer and replacing my fear with so much arousal that I was sure he could either see or smell.
“You be a good girl after this and I won’t have to punish you.” He finished, I felt heat rush to my cheeks and the mischievous smile on Castriel’s face told me that he could tell the reason I was blushing that hard.
Unable to say anything, I watched as Castriel picked up his laptop and made his way out of the kitchen.
My eyes followed, his bare back called out to me and I couldn’t help but look up at his perfect, powerful set of shoulders.
How could he be so evil and yet be so tall, maddeningly handsome, have a beau
