Khuyn
Khuyn's Books(2)
Limerence: My Queen
Romance Kari fiddled with her hair until he was addicted, he was fascinated to watch the soft white hairs threading through his fingers, cherishing them like the most precious treasure in the world.
It wasn't long before she heard him say:
"Propriétaire Coeur."
His voice is like the sound of an orchestra, sometimes low and sometimes high, hoarse but warm. Again without warning rang in her ears:
"Your name will be Propriétaire Coeur in the future."
At this time, the little girl sitting in his lap raised her head, facing him with a pretty goose egg face, her deer eyes were big and clear, like the night sky of France, dear to thousands of people starlight bright broken tiny, sucking his mind. Those eyes seemed to want to swallow his whole soul, even his beating heart in his chest.
"Coeur?"
For the first time he heard her voice. Gentle, sweet and mellow like the sound of a waterfall flowing gently from above to low, making him feel like he was drowning, sinking into the fresh and wide stream of water.
Kari's long, bony fingers gently stroked the tips of Couer's sideburns. He rolled his eyes and smiled, repeating what he had just said:
"Yes, your name is Couer."
What he gave her was not only a name, but the power of the Propriétaires.
Propriétaire Coeur.
The crown prince of the House of Propriétaire is a man without a heart.
If there is, then its owner can only be her.