LOGINSharon picked a sweet, heartwarming romance.She sat back on the sofa, hugging the bunny that Thomas had won at the ring toss, and watched intently.Thomas sat beside her and pulled her into his arms.He seemed to really like holding her.Ever since they'd made it official, he hadn't shown the slightest intention of taking things slowly or giving her time to adjust. Hugs and kisses came whenever he felt like it.Only a floor lamp was on in the living room. The light from the screen flickered in Sharon's eyes.She turned her head absentmindedly, only to find that Thomas wasn't watching the movie at all. He was staring at her without blinking.In the dim light, his eyes were dark and deep.Sharon felt like prey being watched by a wild beast, liable to be torn apart and devoured at any moment."Why are you looking at me instead of the movie?"Without realizing it, she had lowered her voice, as if afraid of waking the beast.Thomas said, "You're better to look at than the movie.
It was a strange feeling, one that brought a sense of peace and comfort, so much that Thomas couldn't help wanting to sink into it.However, sinking into comfort would lower his guard and make him overlook many dangers.But this kind of everyday, homey life was just too wonderful.So wonderful that he almost forgot the world he lived in had always been one of blades and gunfire....The dining table held three dishes and a soup: a tomato and cheese omelet, sautéed seasonal vegetables, a plate of honey-glazed ribs, and a steaming pot of chicken noodle soup.They were all home-style dishes, but they looked fantastic, the reds and greens making them all the more tempting.Sharon handed him a plate. "Give it a try. I haven't cooked in a long time, so I don't know if my skills have gotten rusty."Thomas took the plate, picked up his fork, and speared a piece of rib.The meat was fall-off-the-bone tender, perfectly balanced between savory and sweet. It was delicious.Thomas said, "
"Hm?" Thomas muttered.Sharon turned around to face him and looked earnestly into his eyes. "Give me a little more time."Thomas gazed at her quietly, waiting for her to go on.Sharon said, "It's not that I don't like you, or that I don't want to live with you. I just want to take it slow."Everything between us, from the moment we met until now, has happened so fast. So fast that sometimes it doesn't even feel real to me."She paused awhile, her voice softening."I want to take each step carefully. That way, I can enjoy the view along the way, and when I look back someday, I won't have any regrets."The music room was silent for a long time. So long that Sharon thought Thomas was angry.She looked up uneasily, only to find him looking at her, his gaze deep and still, like a calm, fathomless sea."All right," Thomas said. "I'll wait for you."Sharon was stunned. "You're not mad?"Thomas smiled. "Why would I be mad? We're going to be together forever anyway. What's the harm i
In the music room, Sharon sat at the piano, played the final note, and finally came to a slow stop.Sharon didn't just play the violin. She could play the piano too, and she was quite good at it.When she composed, she would often play the piano to look for inspiration.Just then, someone hugged her from behind.A man's arms slid past her waist, trapping her between the piano and his chest.Even without turning around, she knew from the crisp, familiar scent that it was Thomas holding her.Sharon said, "Thomas, when did you get here?"Thomas didn't answer. Instead, his fingertips slowly slid between hers and locked them together with a strength that wouldn't take no for an answer.Sharon's heart pounded. She turned her face to escape the breath falling against her ear, but he caught her chin with his other hand and gently turned it back.Thomas's voice was low. "What are you hiding from?"Sharon was about to reply when Thomas suddenly lowered his head and kissed her.When Th
Samantha watched the trending topic climb on her phone and turned to Victoria, beside herself with excitement."Victoria, look! It's already in the top five!"The more people praise them for being a perfect match and ship them, the more jealous and crazy Julliard will get. A creep like him probably won't be able to sit still for much longer, right?"The more Samantha thought about it, the more excited and pleased she became."Having Sharon end up in Julliard's bed would be letting her off a little easy. But when I think about her having to marry a creep like that someday, and maybe even getting beaten by him, it's at least some consolation."At this point, Samantha looked at Victoria."Victoria, you're so smart. These plans all fit together perfectly."We sent people to the night market to cause trouble for Thomas and Sharon. If Sharon believed what those thugs said, it would drive a wedge between them."And if she didn't believe them, it would still drive Julliard mad with jea
When Thomas didn't go on, Sharon asked instinctively, "Otherwise what?"His voice was low, with a barely noticeable huskiness to it."Otherwise... I'll hide you away somewhere only I can find you, so you can only look at me and think about me. You won't be able to go anywhere or see anyone."He was holding her so tightly she could barely breathe. She was about to push him away when she felt his chin come to rest lightly on top of her head. His warm breath fell across her hair, carrying a strange, almost obsessive seriousness.Sharon was a little stunned, and for a moment, she couldn't react.Just then, Thomas's voice came again, "Sharon, I'm just kidding."Sharon tilted her head back to look at him.There was a smile on his face. The corners of his lips were curved, and he looked relaxed and casual, as if that line about hiding her away had truly been nothing more than an offhand joke.Seeing her looking at him, Thomas took her hand and laced their fingers together. "Come on. I
Julliard's brows twitched slightly, his expression still shadowed with worry."But the evidence is clear, Thomas killed Chuggs. There's no way to clear his name," he said. "I heard the Noel family plans to take him to the International Court. If they succeed and a verdict is reached, he might end u
The man looked really similar to Jamie— handsome in a severe, chiseled way, his features sharp and aristocratic. Up close, though, his eyes betrayed him: unfocused, empty of light.His voice was low and magnetic in the hush of the corridor. "Megan, what's going on out there? Why all the commotion
"No, no—don't," Sharon blurted, alarmed that he'd actually agree. "Don't stay up. Rest. Three days is enough."Liam stole a glance at Thomas; the latter's expression remained unreadable, calm as ever.In truth, one day would have sufficed—Thomas had suggested "three" to avoid arousing Sharon's sus
Thomas wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but this time, the headache felt worse than ever.Even now, fully awake, the pain throbbed deep in his skull.Instinctively, he reached up to touch his head—and felt the rough texture of a bandage wrapped around it.Then, like a floodgate opening,







