Chapter 156: Sarkon Is Made For Maria

'Go on,' Maria urged her feet. 'Move away. Move back. Step away. Do anything but stand still. He's coming closer,' she warned silently. But her feet wouldn't budge. Her gaze was locked with his like superglue. Sarkon leaned in, making sure he wasn't touching her but was close enough to do so. Then, his lips swooped down and hovered at a dangerous distance from her delicate ear as his deep voice whispered tenderly into her ear, "Now… I know I must have you." Heat swarmed up her back, scorching it with the intense passion in his voice. Maria felt a tingling sensation on the spot at the base of her neck and swallowed hard. The fine hairs on her arms could sense his presence, and it was doing crazy things to her mind, constricting her airways, making it hard for her to breathe properly. Sarkon wanted her. She repeated it in her mind like a chant—a love potion. The image of Lovette's laughing face flashed in her mind. Suddenly, she recalled what Uncle Kar