His Kind Of Woman
"Je t'aime, mon amour."
His laughter rumbles through his chest, the sound vibrating against my cheek as I press my lips to his jawline. "Je t'aime aussi, ma belle," His fingers caress my back in gentle, soothing motions. "Tu es la fleur qui éclot dans mon jardin secret, la mélodie qui danse dans mon âme, et l'étoile qui guide mes pas dans l'obscurité. Tu es ma raison de vivre, mon bonheur infini, et mon amour éternel."
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