Novel & Cerita Bellamy And Clarke Kiss Book

His eyes were fire and shadow, merciless yet magnetic. He lowered his mouth to hers. The kiss was deliberate, slow, burning. His lips moved with dominance, coaxing, demanding. Emilia’s fists clenched tight in her lap, nails digging into her palms. She wanted to resist, to shove him back, but her body betrayed her. Her lips softened against his, her breath hitched, her chest ached with something wild and terrifying. When he finally pulled away, she was trembling. “Dinner is over,” he said softly, his thumb brushing her lower lip, lingering just long enough to make her shiver. “But our game has only begun.”

I answered. "Hello, love." I immediately recognized Liam's voice. "Who is this?" I asked pretending not to know it was him then put him on speaker. "Oh come on, stop acting like you don't know. I miss you." He replied playfully. "As if, listen Clark, I know you find me attractive but..." "Who is the fuck is Clark?" He yelled cutting me off and I laughed out loudly. "Our pool boy, honey. He is really good looking." I replied playfully.

Upon entering the mansion I was even more amazed. A beautiful lady greeted me, next to another mystical man. Maybe they will get married, also based on the attachment of the beautiful woman to the man next to her. "Omy, hi hija! Are you Amphitrite?" smiling lady asked me. Embarrassed I bowed. "It's me." "Nice to meet you, ija. I am Kalyssa Montevergo. You are so beautiful," she said with a smile. I blushed at his praise. "Hope you can tame that ass hole upstairs, Amphitrite. I am Kyle Montevergo." I was even surprised by the man's slight swearing but I just smiled.

Kissed me good enough that if I had been wearing socks, they would have been knocked off. It felt freeing to kiss him, knowing that everyone already knew and supported us. “Wow,” I said, breathless from his kiss. That man knew how to use his lips in the best possible way. The kiss was short and sweet, but it still made me swoon. We were officially a couple now, especially if we were kissing in front of restaurants. “Blech. Some of us would like to eat,” Gabe said, gently pushing past us to get to the door. “Seriously, get a room.”

He tastes like heaven. There is a party at the resort where more friends and family are waiting. They can continue to wait. For this moment, I am with the love of my life, and we are celebrating what we have. It took us a long time to finally get it right, but now, the world is ours. Our businesses run together. Our hearts run together. Our worlds are now one. The wind dances around us, gentle and soft. This kiss is so very different than our hurricane kisses, but yet the same. Love has tempered the storm and made it so that things are now bright and sunny. We are kissing in the sunshine, but thankful for our hurricane kisses.

I was glad to be here too. Jack leaned forward, pressing his lips against mine. This kiss wasn’t the same as the ones from the island. This was reserved and formal, but it still fanned the heat growing inside of me. He stepped back, a devilish grin spreading across his face as I flushed. The smile stayed on his face until he sat down in the large leather chair and picked up the phone. I knew that was my cue to leave, and I slipped out the door as the businessman’s mask slid over his face.

Meanwhile, I was reduced to a grinning mess, unable to contain the desire to kiss my girl. Putting my hands on both sides of Blondie’s face, I was trapping her in place as I looked at her with fire in my eyes. She looked up at me and bit her lip, and my face delved down to find hers. Our lips had touched and I was about to deepen the kiss, when suddenly— * RING ! * RING! * RING! *

Irritated out of his mind, Damien entered the cabin of Clarke and uttered, "Dad?" Clarke was sitting at his desk, reading something on the laptop. He turned to Damien when he heard him. As Damien walked to the couch beside the window and slammed on one of the couches there, Clarke got up from his chair and walked near. Settling on the other couch, he faced Damien, "What happened? How did it go?" "How did it go!" Damien gave him an incredulous look, "I am definitely not marrying that crazy girl. She says I am not good for her. Can you believe it?"

In that moment of the kiss, we are in each other’s protective envelope. “I love you,” he whispered against my lips making butterflies in my stomach. “I love you too,” I replied breathing heavily. At this moment it’s not just our lips that connected but also our souls forever. The End. Hey guys, Thank you for reading my book. So, this is the end of Clarissa and Apollo's story. I would love to see your comments on the story. To get in touch with me, you can follow my social media. I*******m:- S.n_nina_arthur F******k:- S.N Nina Arthur.

Brandon then turned around but what he said next left me shocked. "They aren't coming to America. Mr. Clarke has called off the deal" *****