I Became the Secretary of a Tyrant - Chapter 6
Chapter 6
Cahir pulled her hands together towards him. Her waist was bent backwards. He placed the crown on the ground and held Rosaline by the waist. Her hand, raised reflexively, placed on Cahir’s chest. She opened her eyes wide and swallowed her breath. Cahir’s face came closer. Her head felt like it was going to burst. Her heart, which had been gripped tightly, crashed endlessly to the ground again, as if it was mocking her.
“You didn’t know, did you, Rosaline? You didn’t know that the tongue hurts the lips before it lies,” he said in a husky low voice. It was definitely a rough voice, but as soon as he put it in his mouth, it turned soft as a sweet chiffon cake that melted. She felt as if she would want to eat it. Her body trembled like she was being cut open.
