20 Joke

I woke up to a strange but beautiful pair of blue eyes watching me carefully. Shiny stars guiding me to the real world again. Sigh... I loved those eyes. However, the big hands and the sweet caring caresses in my cheeks were the ones giving me shivers not only to my skin but to my heart.

Is this man prepared to kill me softly with that gentleness brimming from his eyes? Maybe this is some kind of torture, delightful pain, and pleasant savagery. Can I die from an explosion from my beating heart?

"Are you okay?"

I heard his voice whisper next to my ear. It was the husky kind of voice that can melt whoever listened to it. However, the concern in the way he muttered the words was the best.

It kind of reminds me of those musicians from my time, those that can bring hypnotic melodies to the ears with their powerful singing. I should make him sing me, or kiss me to wake me up, although, I had my eyes already opened. But his eyes were just like a dream.

"Jane…" he said, and I tried to open my eyes more to the man who discovered my face and my name.

He was holding me inside his embrace and my mask was no more over my mouth and my hood was making my disguise turning into a shame. I was all exposed to those blue eyes.

"Jane," I heard him say again and there was no reason to deny that I was a magician, nor that he was a bartender when he was not acting like a high and important Dark Duke.

However, the same sound that I had heard for so many days in the bath, and on the counter, how much I will miss that voice.

I am sorry Kian, I had to go.

"I am fine," I answered and tried to move out from his arms, but he stopped me quickly and pulled me to his chest again.

"You are weak, don't move," he tried to open my dress.

"Stop it," I said as I grabbed this man's shameless hands. "Don't…"

"We need to look for your injuries."

"I am okay," I insisted, but he was struggling with my hands too.

I pushed his hands, he came back again. It went on and on and on. Until I couldn't take it anymore. He was already opening my dress.

"Stop it!"

*Rip*

He did it, he ripped the front of my dress and until my legs. However, as I told him, I was perfectly fine. In fact, my condition and body were in that of a splendid state that I could stand and climb the pit wall with one hand tied to my back.

*Cough,* I was kidding, I would fly or disappear from the naked eye.

"This…" he started saying, but I was so much inside my shock that I didn't notice that he was looking at my tender skin.

"Aahhh!"

My hand landed a slap into his dark mask. It hurt, but at least he stopped looking.

"Idiot!"

I covered my naked skin from his view with the ripped dress and my cape. The spell to repair my dress appeared in my mind, but I didn't want him to know the extent of my powers, or he will capture me forever in a tower surrounded by knights and a dragon. That was too much…

"Jane," I heard him saying, and then I was pushed to the ground.

The shameless man with his black mask looked at me from above and removed his mask.

"I knew it!"

I had to say it, but this man seemed to be enjoying my not that good reaction of a surprised and fragile damsel.

"Idiot…" he whispered and kissed my lips.

I let him.

However, the moment his hands landed inside the part I couldn't cover with my ripped dress. I bit his lips, "don't…"

He smirked while licking his bitten lips. That single movement was so… so sexy that I had to invite him with my little finger to enjoy another kiss for free. I even clung to his neck for a while.

This man was what I like to call, a King of the Night. If the world I had lived in had this kind of man then… well he will be an actor, the sexiest man on a magazine cover, or the dream of any girl in every rom-com comedy or drama.

However, this time, he is all mine to enjoy. Even if it is only for a brief moment until I leave. I will miss you so much, Kian.

"… mm… we should go back," I whispered when he was already claiming my neck and his hands were inspecting my body.

I knew that he was looking for injuries or something strange, but he didn't find anything. It was all perfect, my front, my back, and he was enjoying touching those places. But… no so fast, darling.

"Jane…" he looked at me with infatuated eyes, "I want you… be mine."

I smiled at him, but the answer didn't come from my mouth.

"Be mine, please," he said again, and he kissed my cheeks. Then an answer came with a little tear in the eye and a helpless smile. "I will wait for you…" he kissed my cheek and my eyes. "Please, don't forget about me, come to me."

He kissed me again, and we stayed in a warm hug for a while. Then he helped me tie my clothes the best he could, we could, though I wanted to recite the spell.

I resisted the temptation.

We have to climb up, what a waste of energy. However, before I could start taking the lead in the strenuous labor. The man again carried me and moved to the side where a thing with the shape of a rudimentary wooden elevator was hidden.

"…"

"It was there all the time," he smiled and started pulling the ropes. This must be a joke!