Adriano Di Lauro

I kiss her lips one last time before reluctantly letting her go. I can feel her excessive exhaustion, her paleness coating her skin and the emerald green of her eyes looking dull. She doesn't look well and the only thing I can think of at this moment is to lock her in my room and force her to rest... However, I let her go with a kind of uneasiness whipping at my insides.

I don't like sensations which starts to take over my senses. They want to make me lose control and I can't a