Why endure the pain of longing for love alone when you can enjoy it by sharing? Dressed wholeheartedly Agnes stood in front of the mirror she was swaying with her heart filled with happiness. The air was dancing with her along the romantic rhythm of her heart. She felt lively for the first time. She had been feeling happiness. “Gosh! I cannot believe that he took my name.” Put on the sherry coloured gloss, the brown lens and let her red hair open which were falling down the length to her hips. “Was he thinking about me in his dreams rather than his girlfriend?” Her curious eyes gazed over the breathtaking reflection. Anyone could fall in love with her, Jairus was just one man! Hiding her breathtaking back in that hazel coloured skin fit dress, Agnes stared at her reflection once again and smiled lively. “If so then I hope it was a wet dream! Hehe~” She could not help but become happy over the fact that he had been thinking about her lately. It did not matter to her anymore what he h
Within the elevator they both were quiet Jairus was still holding her hand and Agnes was staring at his face without any idea of what was happening. She looked at his face sneakily while the man had been keeping a straight face not caring what had been happening around them. ‘What is he even doing? Is he taking me somewhere to confront me or what?’ Agnes was in her own worry not knowing what had been ongoing in his mind. However, something more was about to happen which Agnes had never thought. The woman glanced at Jairus’ hand which was in her hand and she could feel warmth coming from it. ‘His skin is so warm like humans. He definitely is a human but how did he survive my touch if that is the case?’ She was fully aware that no human could survive a vampire’s touch. Agnes was still immersed in the thoughts when the woman felt a strange sensation coursing through her veins. Her skin prickled as she looked up around in that small enclosed elevator, feeling a sense of longing she coul
Agnes lowered her head as her heart was fuming with blush, which presented a contrast to her outer cold body. But for some reason she had been growing warmer. Jairus again stretched his hand in a princely manner and Agnes slipped her arm into his as they walked out of the shop together. "Uum...boss, where are we going? Can you please tell me now?" Agnes again questioned him assuming that maybe he would answer this time as his mood was quite good now. To her surprise he did reply to her this time and with details. "We are going to a ball party. A lot of business tycoons from different countries will be attending and you are accompanying me as my partner Miss Regena." Agnes felt relieved as her secret wasn't out and all that was just her stupid assumption. But she felt a new feeling, nervousness. After thirty minutes of driving they reached their destination. Jairus parked the car and took Agnes hand. While Agnes stole multiple glances with him while admiring how wonderful she looked.
"Haha. Sounds great. Good luck." She wished him and they both stood there talking. Jairus' eyes never left her. In the whole party he was seeing her, with his gaze fixed on her wherever she was. "It was a quality time Mr. Williams enjoyed a lot. We will get going now. Good night." Jairus shook hands and walked out towards the parking lot with Agnes. They both settled in as Jairus immediately asked her in a mixed anxious aggressive tone. "Who was that long haired guy you had been talking to a lot?" Agnes' eyes opened wide, not expecting he would ask something like that. "H…he was my brother, boss." Jairus paused for a moment then spoke bluntly. "Mm....good. You should remember this from now on Regena that you belong to me. Only me." Agnes sat stunned at his confession but wanted a clear statement. She could clearly see the tone of his and the way he uttered those words with a warning. "What do you mean boss?" Agnes was confused and did not exactly know what he had been talking about
Although they engaged in conversation, it remained strictly business-oriented. Perhaps both of them were suppressing the events that had occurred, unwilling to acknowledge them. After all, it had been an unexpected confession fueled by jealousy. Jairus stood by, holding his phone with one hand tucked into his waist while the other grasped the device. Agnes approached him, carrying a file that required his immediate signature. She stood nearby, waiting for him to end his call, but Jairus deliberately prolonged the conversation. Growing impatient, she snatched a pen from his table and attempted to communicate the urgency by waving it in front of his eyes. Sporting a bright smile, Jairus' eyes flickered with an unfamiliar emotion. In an unexpected move, he tightly held her hand, refusing to let go. Agnes stood there in astonishment, completely taken aback by the unforeseen turn of events. While Jairus continued his call, he pulled her closer with a sudden jerk, causing their bodies to
"Agnes," Jairus began, his voice filled with anticipation. "Before we step into the ice cream parlour, I want you to know that whatever you are about to tell me, I am here for you. I promise to listen with an open heart and mind." Agnes took a deep breath, feeling a surge of gratitude for Jairus's unwavering support. She reached out and held his hand, drawing strength from his touch. "Jairus, what I'm about to say is something I've kept hidden for a long time. It's not easy for me to share, but I trust you, and I believe in us." Jairus nodded, his gaze filled with understanding. "Agnes, you don't have to rush. Take your time. I'm here, patiently waiting for you." With a newfound resolve, Agnes gathered her thoughts. "Jairus, the truth is, I'm not entirely human. I am a….." Silence enveloped the car as Jairus interrupted her words. Agnes anxiously searched his face for any sign of fear or rejection. To her surprise, Jairus smiled warmly, his eyes reflecting a blend of curiosity and a
Agnes' POV:What's the point of a love story without a rival! I believe Jairus is my Mr. Right. It feels so real now that he is my mate. The words he just spoke, saying he accepts me wholeheartedly, resonate in my ears like sweet music. Do boys like him really exist, or is he the exception? Well, it does not really matter. Jairus just confessed his feelings to me, and I responded with equal passion.But... I'm still confused. There are questions lingering in my mind, or perhaps I should call them fears. The biggest one is: what if Jairus isn't my mate and I become too invested in him? What if I can't move on? What if my heart becomes locked by his love? What will I do if my soul mate is someone else I haven't met yet? And what if he can't accept the fact that I'm a vampire, despite accepting one of my secrets and claiming not to care about my past, where I worked? I suppose that secret was relatively easy to understand, even in this bold society. However, the most dangerous secret i
Jairus' POV:I couldn't believe I had confessed my feelings to her. It felt so foolish how I stumbled over my own words out of nervousness. But there was something different about this girl that made me hesitate, something that made my feelings for her more genuine than any I'd felt before.I didn't want to lose her, not now or ever. I knew about her past, and I accepted her for who she was because I understood the pain she had endured. There were reasons beyond that, of course – her innocence, her pure heart, and her unwavering commitment to the truth, no matter what.She was unlike any other woman I had ever met, and I had fallen in love with her. Her past didn't matter to me; I was ready to stand by her side no matter what dark secrets she might have, just as I had my own.And now, sitting in the parlour with her, I felt at ease. The place was nice, with posters of various ice cream flavors on the wall, and the ice cream itself was rich and tempting. As we chatted comfortably, I fe