🈥꯭㎢꯭🏹 ❛❛TELEMACHUS:

𝐂𝐔𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎 you least expect it, Eros does his thing. With his mischievous smile in the middle of the party he didn't hold back from a "no" as an answer. Ithaca was a warm place, where its parties lasted for days, but who would have thought that in the first half hour you would have been forced to leave the party hall. 𝗧𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗰𝗼 had consciously drunk your wine, there where the winged imp left a love potion in the glass he had drunk, downing the entire dose in one go because his only concern was that you wouldn't drink it. As an immediate effect it caused a great dizziness in the heir's body, whom you worriedly took to his chambers to rest.

You didn't know what had happened, like leaving him sleeping in bed, now he was on top of you. You could see his face, the crimson color rising from his neck to his cheekbones and from there moving to his ears. His rapid breathing and his heart beating so wildly in his chest. — 𝗦𝗶𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗼? 𝗘𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗶. His hands timidly cupped yours, forcing them to rest on his chest so you could hear his heart beating so hard for you.

— 𝗛𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗼, 𝗰𝗼𝗻 𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘆 𝘁𝘂𝗽 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝘂𝗽 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝘄𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝘂𝗽 𝗵𝗼𝗺 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗰𝘂𝗲𝗿𝗽𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝗰𝗶𝗿𝗻𝗲 𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝗿. 𝗤𝘂𝗶𝘀𝗶𝗲𝗿 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗳𝗲𝘀𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗲, 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗴𝗼𝗿.

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