Sweet Temptation のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 151 - チャプター 160

While they all fall in love with her smile she waits for one who will fall in love with her scars. -The dreamer. |I R I S|He looked at my lips panting, "I belong to you." His words came out in a whisper and all his anger melted away when he realised how close we were. His forehead connected with mine and we both breathed the same air. Our breath mixed together and he held me still, holding me at the place, refusing to let me go. He belongs to me? Did he ever really? The way his voice sounded so certain while saying those four words, made my heart tremble. How can he say that? How can he say that after everything he have done?"I can not belong anywhere else, Iris. I have tried everything. Drank, drugged, drove 100 miles away and even changed fucking everything to make my heart beat like it did with you. But it never happened. I just failed, all the time. But with you, it beats." He took my hand and flattened it against his chest where

Come here and hold me. Make me feel better. Promise me I am good enough. Tell me you can love, even the worst of me. Specially the worst of me. -Unknown. |I R I S|My head hurts. And, it feels like someone is poking needles inside my skull. My eyes fluttered open and I found myself laid comfortably on my very own bed. But I do not remember returning home yesterday. I sat down on the bed and tried to remember of what happened last night when all the memories came back flooding in my mind. Everything, from where we talked, yelled, accused and finally gave up. Embracing the warmth in each other. Everything just rushed into my mind all at once. A frustrated groan escaped my lips at both the growing headache and all I end up doing last night. The door of my room creaked open and Tori stood there dressed in a yellow frock like a barbie. Except barbies wear pink, mostly. "You are awake." She commented the obvious and I held my head between

I am still here despite everything. What does that say of my love I have for you, if it is not true? -Unknown.|I R I S|Tori returned to my room with him walking behind her. He looks absolutely stunning in his white shirt and black narrow pants, with his hairs styled back, neatly. The freshness in his face had me glancing around my room for clock to check the time. 10:11 am. Oh my god! Did I really slept for that long? Is he here because I am late for office? But as far as I remember I work for him not the other way around, then, why is he here to pick me? Or, check on me? "What are you doing here?" I found the question from my head leaving my lips before I could even think about it. But instead of answering me question his gaze travelled down my body, slowly, taking in every inch of my body as if he is memorizing every part of me. And, it made me conscious about my appearance when I looked down at myself. I realised that I am looki

Everytime you come towards me, I am afraid I will no longer be able to stand. Every time you lean in closer I am afraid I might kiss you without your permission. -Unknown. |I R I S|It is strange how we think we are over something and the very next moment when it is standing right in front of us, everything comes back rushing inside our head like never left. We are never really over something. It just stops getting mattered after a long time. The memories, the person, the moments everything stays with us. The difference is sometimes those same memories made us laugh and then they make you cry. Until they remain just that, memories.Now, when I am seated in a private jet ready to go back to the life I left behind. The one I was trying to move on from. Everything from my past is now in front of me and no matter what, I am forced to face it. Because I left something unsolved behind. He is sitting at the seat a few seats behind me. Because

You flicker so often these days. I can not tell whether your light and dark are at war or in love. -Noor Shirazie. |L O R E N Z O|Every fucking single fucker in this mansion, who I say is more than a brother to me, gets to hug her and they even do, unbothered by my presence. Except me. Every one got to hold her in their arms and she let out a tears or two on their shirts, admitting that she missed them. Except me. While, I got greeted by her silence and blank look in her eyes in the middle of the rain at midnight, they got to meet and greet her properly. Unlike me. The man with the stone heart and expressions lesser than of a stone's, who does not hug, hugged her back. For a moment, I thought they are doing it just to spite me.But I know it is just my jealousy. I know they are hugging her because they care. Because they missed her just like I did. Because they had their own individual relationship with her like me. Rowan cried with her