First, he took her ear lobe between his lips, and then he started nibbling at it, making her giggle as she was shivering near the fireplace where some wood sticks were gossiping, burning with envy. He started sniffing at her neck as if he were a baby mole ardently looking for her fresh milk oozing breast. The chocolate-vanilla smell was still floating in the room where she'd sworn to protect and support him until the end of time. That night she swore one more thing, as she had already done in the past - that her first born would rule the world.
(Translated by Mara-Sabina Rolea / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by prof. dr. Nadina Vișan / Edited by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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