Rosamund shrieked as she was lifted out of the chair, only to then half tumble forward as her knees hit the floor on either side of Declan’s head. His eyes were black, but she couldn’t see his mouth to study his eyes. Oh no, his mouth was hidden somewhere underneath her stomach, and he was now pulling her higher, shifting her to sit on his face. Oh, for the love of—he was serious about her sitting on his face!
Oh he was definitely serious. He cant die so you're in for a ride lol
