Chapter 92

　　Francis’ POV 　　What a sweet torture. 　　The veil clung to my face closely and it felt very uncomfortable. 　　The rain was so heavy that I couldn’t open my eyes. 　　The most alarming thing was that the wet veil made it hard to breathe. It clung to my nose closely. I had to hold my breath in case I might get the rain into my nose. 　　It was the longest yet most fantastic minute of my life. 　　Since my eyes were closed, all the other sensations were magnified. 　　I felt her hot breath on my ears. It tickled me when she spoke to my ears. The faint smell of her body, the mixed smell of rose and lily, graced my nose and turned me on completely. The thought that she was studying my face with the veil on made my heart race. 　　Her voice sounded again. 　　“Can I touch your face with the veil on? I promise…” 　　Of course, she could. 　　I grasped her hand and put it on my face before she finished her words. 　　She gasped at my rash behavior. 　　These days I was overcautious. I broke her heart times and aga