Rift in the perfect picture

Nicholas stormed off in anger. I got out of bed, took another shower, and dried my hair. By 3:00 a.m., he still hadn’t returned. I wasn’t waiting for him. I just couldn’t sleep.

Coral Villa was quiet at night without the presence of housekeepers. But I wasn’t afraid. I slipped on a coat and went downstairs.

The chill was biting, and the wind whipped through my clothes, making me shiver like the flowers in the garden. I looked up at the moon. Before long, I heard footsteps behind me.

“Waiting for me?”

Nicholas squeezed the back of my neck from behind. I tilted my head to look at him.” Honey, isn’t the moon beautiful?”

I blinked at him, adding, “We’ve never looked at the stars together.”

I meant to make small talk, but my emotions got the better of me. I felt a tear welling up in my eye.

There were so many things Nicholas and I had never done together, especially little romantic gestures. I had never received any of that from him.

“Hmm. It’s alright.” His fingers tangled in my hair, and he said dismissively, “Let’s go. back and get some sleep.”

After standing up, I walked around the bench to his side and linked my arm with his.

You’re so warm.

I pressed closer to him as if he were the ultimate temptation for me. Nicholas. frowned, clearly unaccustomed to my sudden assertiveness.

He tried to pull his arm away, but I held it tightly against my chest, so he gave up.

I knew my chest was soft and that Claudia, with her slender frame, was no comparison to me. Men were usually quite honest. From his gaze, I could tell he liked. my body.C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.

In the past, I was always conscious of my image. Even when I wanted to cuddle him, I would ask for his permission. But now, I didn’t care. I wanted my eyes to become

whirlpools, drawing Nicholas in with just one glance.

He wrapped his other arm around my back and rubbed it gently. “How long have your been out here?”

I shrugged my stiff shoulders and smiled up at him. “A long time. It’s really cold, so you should hold me tighter.”

Nicholas‘ face broke into a wicked smile. The next moment, his far descended upon me, and he kissed me. “This should warm you up,” he whispered.

I tried to understand his mindset. Perhaps a delicate, beautiful, and easily seduced wife could fulfill a significant part of a man’s psychological needs.

I wasn’t surprised by his affection. Men who could control their emotions also knew how to compromise when needed.

When the kiss ended, I lay in his arms, breathless, with my legs feeling weak. He carried me and said hoarsely, “Let’s go back to bed.”

“Will you sleep with me?” He halted in his steps but didn’t answer me. I struggled to get up and pouted. “Well, then I’m not going back.”

Seeing my expression, he raised an eyebrow and nuzzled my cheek as a gesture of comfort before leading me back inside.

“I really won’t go back!” I planted my feet firmly. Before he could take a deep breath, I blocked his lips once more. “I’ll sleep here!”

Nicholas‘ eyes flared with a heated intensity. He touched my waist and asked in a hushed voice, “What did you say?”

I knew that special circumstances often provoked a man’s desire. My fingers barely brushed his chest, and I could feel his heartbeat racing in my palm. Even without doing much, I could sense his body heating up.

Smiling, I pulled open the buttons of his collar and stood on tiptoe to kiss his neck.

Nicholas moaned softly while tilting his head back in pleasure. His voice was muffled as he asked, “Have you been studying abroad? Why are you suddenly so wild?”

I

let my hand wander lower, teasing him as I leaned in. “There’s even wilder stuff to

come.

In the chilly night, our heated bodies intertwined. I shivered along with the flowers in the garden while gazing up at the moon.