The Torment

She has everything that a queen should have with the only exception of perfume.

Donovan prefers her usual fresh scent that can calm him down in just a few seconds. And he doesn't like any other smell masking it.

As stood in front of him with all filled up Donovan swallowed hard.

The girl has got his interest from the first day and from that moment she was in his heart.

Donovan has desired Silja the most but was the only one whom he couldn't get till now.

She has become a forbidden fruit that he could see everyday but couldn't get.

Donovan's pupils were expanding from just a mere look from her.

"You are tormenting me, you know?" Donovan walked towards her and said with a very disappointed face.

"What do you mean?" Silja furrowed her eyebrows. This was the second time she was hearing him say that.

"It's even more pity that you don't even know the reason," Donovan added.