Chapter 127.5 - Answer

"Junior…~"

Maya's hand pressed firmly against his chest, feeling the solid warmth of his body beneath her fingers as she slowly began to rise.

Each movement felt deliberate, or perhaps time itself had slowed, stretching the moment between them. Her heart raced in her chest, the sound of her own pulse echoing in her ears, but she couldn't stop now. She was drawn to him, to the heat, to the closeness.

Her eyes remained locked on his, watching every flicker of emotion in those deep purple depths. Astron still hadn't moved, but he wasn't pulling away either. His breath, steady and soft, brushed against her face, a gentle reminder of how little distance was left between them.

'Is this really happening?' she thought, a part of her still in disbelief. But the fire inside her burned too fiercely now, guiding her toward him, filling her with a need she didn't fully understand but couldn't deny.