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Chapter 33: She Likes Me
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Burning In His Crimson Love Chapter 33: She Likes Me
Lorcan JudsonMy breathing hitches. Her sweet scent hits my nose, assaulting my senses even before the booze’s smell could reach me. Alluring. I tasted her blood once, and I was almost out of control. I won’t make the same mistake twice. I cannot afford it. Because if I sink my fangs into her delicate neck for the second time, I won’t be able to go back. I won’t be able to let her go.I won’t be able to control myself. I won’t be able to pretend that this is nothing but ‘repayment’. “Lorcan!” Her lips quiver invitingly. “What is it?” I cradle her face gently, afraid she might cry if I reject her in this state. “Why do you always do that?” She leans in. Don’t. Don’t come this close to me. I am on the verge of giving in. I don’t know if I will sink my fangs into her neck or capture her lips. “Do what?” My voice comes out strained instead of controlled. “Pull me closer and then push me away?” A shudder passes through my spine as her thumbs move in circles at my nape. My fingers
Burning In His Crimson Love Chapter 32: Drunk
Verena Layton“Son of a bit- no.” I do not say bad words.I shake my head, sitting in the drawing room. I am sitting on a cloud. Kidding. I am sitting on a royal fluffy mattress. I don't know where he bought this level of fluff thing, but it definitely doesn't seem ordinary. At a certain point, I was convinced that he had robbed some 18th-century palace and bought this exquisite thing here. I look up. The TV's big screen is displaying a romantic scene from a romantic drama series I am binge-watching. I sigh. Romantic. Dreamy. And everything I expect in my dry arse love life. But don’t get any. I empty another can of booze straight into my stomach. This jerk isn’t making it easy for me to cope with his behaviour swings. Ever since I arrived here, he has kept avoiding me like the plague. We never had a proper conversation after that night. Whenever I go to catch him, he is either busy or absent from home. I don’t know what is keeping him so busy that he cannot bother to return hom
Burning In His Crimson Love Chapter 31: Moving In With Him
Verena Layton“Verena…”“Verena…”“Poor bird…”“Will your boyfriend come to save you?”“Your man killed our boss!”“Don’t you dare to touch her!”“You are too smart for your own good, little human. I am sorry.”My eyes flash open. Unfamiliar ceiling. Unfamiliar colours. “Rena? You are awake!?” Julia’s voice reverberates. I blink, staring at the ceiling. All I remember I was kidnapped while returning from my part-time job. The doomed warehouse. How am I hearing my bestie’s voice?“Verena?” Lorcan’s deep voice this time. “Are you alright?”Am I hearing things?I turn my head to the side to find a worried Julia, sitting on my right and a concerned Lorcan crouching on my left. “Make a way, idiots.” Orlo pushes past Lorcan and Julia, shoving them out of their way like tearing a loaf of bread you would like to share with your sibling. “Verena, how are you feeling?” He sits beside me with his usual grin. “If you are wondering where these wonderful but good-for-nothing pastel walls are fr
Burning In His Crimson Love Chapter 30: Rescuing Her
Lorcan JudsonMy blood boils at the flashes of Verena's vulnerable voice. It brings back memories from hundreds of years ago when I lost my lover. No! I am not gonna lose her. Not again. The history won’t repeat itself. “Verena in danger?” Dylan looks at me. “Some bastard dared to lay his hands on her,” I growl, standing up. Orlo stands up beside me, cracking his knuckles. “Hm…looks like the fun is far from being over.”Within fifteen minutes, we are standing in front of a ruined warehouse. Even the air seems gloomier than elsewhere. And they are keeping that bubbly human here!?Dylan pats me on my shoulder before both my brothers disappear. They hide in the shadows while I stride straight into their den. I take each step carefully, moving like a ghost. My rage is already tempting me to go on a rampage, but I absolutely cannot give in to the temptation. I do not want to scare Verena more than she already is. My steps halt abruptly. Blood rushes to my head when I get glimpses of th
Burning In His Crimson Love Chapter 29: She is k!dnapped!
Lorcan Judson“Lorcan Judson!” That menacing voice of Julia Boone echoes in the empty corridor, followed by the heavy stomping of boots. I glance at her over my shoulder. I knew this would come. I brought this upon myself. “Listen to me, you bastard!” She grabs my elbow. With a surprising strength, she turns me towards her. I shrug my hand off her grip as if burned, dusting the area she touched.“What?” I ask coldly, too cold for even my own ears. “Stay the fuck away from her.” She growls. “Who?” I arch my brow, though I clearly know what topic she is talking about. “Don’t you dare play dumb.” Her voice matches mine. “Not after that stunt you pulled two weeks ago.”“I. Do. Not. Understand.” I punctuate each word, mirroring a noble from a regal period. “Aish.” She looks away and runs her hand over her face. “This is infuriating.”A deep breath escapes her. Before I can blink, her strong fist connects with my jaw, throwing me back, stumbling. Fuck! Is she even a woman? I move
Burning In His Crimson Love Chapter 28: Repayment?!
Verena LaytonI close my eyes. Time to let the cat out of the bag. I can neither keep lying to myself nor the world. “Yes.” I take a deep breath and gaze at her. “Yes, I do. I like Lorcan.”A mischievous smirk creeps on Amara's lips. “I knew it.”“What?!” I frown. “I knew you liked that boy.” She giggles, pulling her knees closer to her chest. “I saw the way you steal glances at him.” “Was it that obvious?” My eyes go wide. “As clear as day.” Her palm swipes in the air.“What should I do now?” I sit beside her, shaking her like the label that reads on a medicine bottle: shake well before use. “Confess to him?” Amara shrugs. “Me?” I point it out to myself. “You want ME to confess?” She makes a face that reads that I am a complete dumbass. “I didn't mean that.” My eyebrows scrunch up, making a face. “See, Verena.” She gently holds both my hands. “Do not confess to him immediately. Notice how he is behaving. Tomorrow you will understand if you have to charge forward or step back
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