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Unspoken Feelings

Author: Keodiniah
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-03 01:57:17

Emma’s POV

I wasn’t supposed to enjoy his presence outside of sex.

But here I was.

Lying next to Killian Thomas in the middle of the abandoned library, the first rays of morning light filtering through the high windows. His breathing was slow and even, his chest rising and falling steadily. He looked… peaceful.

It was infuriating.

Because for the first time since this ridiculous arrangement started, I wanted to stay here a little longer.

I wanted to just exist with him.

And that was dangerous.

I turned my head slightly, taking in his features—his sharp jawline, the faint shadow of stubble that made him look less like the perfect student and more like the man who had spent the night dragging me through every sinful act imaginable.

Last night had been different.

It wasn’t just sex.

It felt like something more, something that lingered even after the pleasure had faded.

Something that made my chest tighten in a way I did not like.

I forced myself to sit up, pulling the librarian’s old swe
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