Chapter 178 THE DEATH OF JANUS’ NARRATION

• I was awakened by the heat of the sun on my face. Pyro was holding my hips as his face was positioned on my breast. Yeah, he was inside the blanket and his face was buried to mine. He was like a baby who was sleeping. It was already mid-day and surely he would not go to work again. Zephyrus would be so livid to do all the works.
• “Dearest?” I held his forehead using my forefinger. He was tightly sleeping. When I moved, disbelief was written on my face.
• Did he not remove his manhood inside me? Oh, crap.