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Her hand touched my chest, resting there. I deepened the kiss before I could stop myself. She responded in kind, her fingers curling into my shirt. The mug I was holding hit the floor, and I didn’t even hear it land. My hand slid to her waist and I felt her tremble. I pulled her closer. Her body pressed to mine, and for a second, the world narrowed to just that moment. Just the heat of her and the sound of her breath, and the way she kissed me like she’d been holding it back for weeks. Actually, we both had.

I replied as I throw death glares over him. "You’re really reckless, Aizhyrra. Who the hell in this world will fucking sign the fucking contract without fucking reading it?" he asked with his dangerous voice. “Excuse me? I am not reckless! You’re just manipulative! I can’t believe that you tricked me into this just because I kissed you. I regret doing it!” I rolled my eyes on him. Trizhor smirked devilishly again. “Oh baby, believe me, I love to kiss you all over again.”

He bent down and kissed her. this kiss was completely different than anything that he had ever experienced before. The same could be said for her as well. It was like time completely stopped still. There was nothing around them except just the other's energy. It was consuming, and it was gentle but at the same time had a force behind it that was more than either one of them had ever experienced before. This was a kiss that you shared once in a lifetime with one person. Your person. Not many people had the chance to experience something like this. As his hands went to her face and her hands went to his waist, they didn't move or even deep in the kiss. It was just one of those things that were

He whispered and it was also the moment where I got addicted to something that I never thought I would like in my whole life. He slowly brought his face closer to mine. His eyes are weary and staring at me intently. It was as if I was burned when his thin lips suddenly touched mine. I immediately closed my eyes as I tightened my grip on his black tuxedo. He kissed me hard while also tightening his arm around my waist. "Damn, I am addicted now with you, not only to your kiss but also to your smiles and personality." He whispered and it was also the moment where I got addicted to something that I never thought I would like in my whole life.

The house will be stormy, maybe even reach him ears. But... it's not exactly unilateral maybe it's just a step towards another page. For example, you are living your life at this moment, and I am also living my other life. We are like two parallel lines that do not collide or exist in the other person is life.

Without any hesitation, he brought his lips to mine. It was the most electrifying kiss of my entire life. The passion in that simple act was more intense than any I had ever experienced. It was genuine. It was real. It was exactly what I needed. His touch brought so much relief to the turmoil I had been fighting ever since I had left his house that morning. I breathed him in, not wanting to break the kiss. His cologne, his musk, everything was the same as I remembered and all of it felt like medicine for my wounds.

“I can’t pretend that I don’t want this anymore. Don’t want you anymore.” His words hit me like a wave, knocking the breath out of my chest. I opened my mouth to say something, anything, but before I could, Noah leaned in, his lips brushing mine. It was soft at first, a gentle kiss that was more like a question than an answer. But as soon as our lips met, everything else faded. The music, the ballroom, the whispers from the people around us—they all disappeared. There was only Noah, only the feel of his lips against mine, the warmth of his hand on my back, pulling me closer.

I want to kiss him again, and because we are now married, I can. I kiss him, tasting the effervescent champagne still on his lips. We share our champagne kisses, knowing we will have many more. I kiss him, feeling my heart soar in my chest, remembering our first champagne kiss. It took twenty years, but Dean and I are finally together. Everything is perfect.

I stared at her and firmly said, "Very well. This is your choice." I reached into my bag and pulled out a few sheets of paper and a pen. That was the draft of my promotion report I had planned to submit after my leave. I flipped to the blank side, wrote a divorce agreement in a blur, and shoved it in front of her. "Since you want to be a hero, sign it. Sign this, and then do whatever you want to save him."

" Chelsea glared down at the box and huffed. I still don't understand, Sophie. I laughed as her lips pouted and her face screwed up. She had pretty lips, they were really thick with a perfect cupid's bow. I opened the box and pulled out a blank pink paper heart. I held it up in the air between me and Chelsea. "This is an empty love." I pointed to the box. Noona gave me a thousand to collect in my life." I put the heart back in the box and took her hand. "A new adventure, Chelsea, To collect a thousand love kisses before I die, from my soulmate." I..... What.... Sophie? I'm confused!" She said, but I could hear the anger in her voice. Chelsea can be pretty angry when she wants to.