Breed Me Please의 모든 챕터: 챕터 11 - 챕터 17

Mara had always believed that marriage changes in tiny, nearly invisible ways. Not the grand gestures or the sweet confessions, but how the minute changes —like how someone exhales when you walk into the room or how their eyes chase after you without realizing they’re doing it. She learnt this on a quiet autumn night, long before the neighborhood had swallowed itself into silence. Her husband, Daniel had gone to bed earlier, due to exhaustion. She had stayed up in the living room with her cup of herbal tea, letting the heat soak into her palms, and letting the quietness extend. Their days had been full of work, errands, obligations–everything except time for the two of them to breathe around each other. She did not notice he had not gone to bed. At first, it started with a feeling—a shiver she couldn’t name. A sensation that something in the room had just changed slightly. She set her cup down and tilted her head, listening. No sound–only the hum of the refrigerator and the

Night settled slowly over the house, turning the windows into dark mirrors. Mara had spent the evening pretending to read, but her eyes kept tracing the same sentence. The words refused to register and her mind pulsed with only one thing—one look—one moment, repeating itself like a heartbeat she could feel everywhere.“Daniel’s eyes in the mirror.”The way they had pulled her toward him without a touch, and even without a single step.A wanting that is wrapped around her, quiet but irresistible.She wasn’t sure whether she was avoiding him or waiting for him and she wasn’t even sure which one frightened her more.The hallway groaned softly and her breath stilled.Daniel appeared in the doorway, leaning against the frame, the way he does whenever he was thinking too much. But tonight, there was nothing casual about the way he stood there. His shirt sleeves were rolled slightly, his top buttons were undone, making him look both undone and contained at the same time.“Mara,” he said so

Daniel doesn't mean to follow her.He had convinced himself that he needed only air, and space from the storm building inside of him. But the moment Mara slipped out of the apartment and walked down the dim hallway, the quiet click of the door felt like a pull on his ribcage.He found her on the rooftop, leaning against the railing, and the city lights painting gold over her skin.Her dress moved with the wind—soft, and restless, like she couldn’t stand still. Like she was fighting something inside of her just as fiercely as he was.She did not turn when he stepped closer, but her breath trembled.“You followed me,” she whispered.“I did not want to,” he replied, his voice low and rough. “That’s the problem.”Her fingers tightened on the railing. “Then go back downstairs.”He did not move. “You don’t actually want me to.”A long and heavy silence stretched between them. The kind of heat that did not just live under the skin—it ruled it.When she finally looked at him, her eyes were d

For a long while, neither of them moved.The rooftop lights hummed softly above them.Mara had a flushed face, while Daniel's breath was unsteady, and the distance between them was dangerous, and fragile.Mara’s back was pressed against the wall, and Daniel’s hands were on her waist, with his fingers spread, holding her as if letting go would undo everything they’d just admitted.He swallowed hard, his chest was rising and his breath came out uneven.“Mara…”. He said.Her name sounded like a confession to him–strained and thick with desire he could no longer hide.She touched his jaw—light, trembling, and tender.“Don’t look at me like you regret it.”His eyes snapped to hers, almost immediately.“Regret it?”A bitter, breathless laugh escaped from him.“I’ve been trying not to do this for months. What I regret is… waiting.”Heat coiled low in her stomach.He brought his forehead to hers, with their noses were brushing, and their breaths still tangled.“I just—” His voice dropped, alm