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603: Can I Kiss You?

Author: Willi Huma
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-08-30 12:02:04

The moment was almost unbearably romantic. Tears shimmered down Wendy’s cheeks while Benjamin’s eyes gleamed like liquid fire. They stared at each other, swept up in a tide of emotion neither of them had ever known.

Benjamin was waiting for her answer—when suddenly, a raindrop hit her face.

“It’s raining!” Wendy gasped, tilting her head up.

“You still haven’t answered me!”

The sky opened in an instant, heavy drops drumming down fast and hard.

“The rain’s too heavy—let’s go inside!”

Lifting her skirt, Wendy darted toward the suite.

Benjamin threw a frustrated look at the dark sky, but he had no choice except to follow.

By the time they made it back inside, the candles had already been cleared away by the staff. Wendy brushed the rain from her dress. Benjamin moved in close, pressing her lightly against the wall.

“I just propose

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