Nico And Will Kiss Mga Nobela at Kwento

Despite that, it's peaceful, the perfect place to kiss Alec for the first time. "I am so ready to kiss you," he murmurs, reaching up to gently hold either side of my face. His fingertips are cold against my skin, an icy breeze sweeping down the valley, pulling strands of stray hair across my face. Alec brushes them away, leaning down slowly. I close my eyes, bracing myself for his lips to press against mine.

He looked surprised but he just winked. "First time, seeing me like this? Well, I'm surprised too, it's my first time kissing a girl," he said which surprised me more, it didn't feel like it was his first time, he just kissed me like a pro. "And in public? Bro, at least take her home, have some respect, and hey girl can you..." "Sabrina?" "Nate?" "You know each other?" the guy I just kissed ask and knowing they knew each other, I tried to remember if I've seen this man and I was shocked to remembered him, he was the guy who's with Nate back in the old days and I cursed at myself.

I cry out in frustration and Nigel just stands glued to his spot as he keeps looking at me like I have lost my mind! I decide to ride on. "Catania and I kissed earlier today and I have not been able to think straight ever since the incident! Ander screams the word mate whenever I see her, but says nothing when I'm with Mia. Catania's pheromone smells way stronger than Mia's and you and I know it is not supposed to be that way. You know, I want to think that Catania is actually my mate but then, when I look at Mia, I say that is impossible because I know she doesn't have the courage to tell me a lie of that magnitude when she knows the consequences are apocalyptic! I honestly don't know what

Like it was exactly where she was supposed to be. He kissed her. Not for cameras. Not for a narrative. Not for anyone or anything except the two of them at a window in Singapore with the truth out in the world and thirty years of other people's careful planning finally at rest around them. When they pulled back she was aware of the room. Of Priya very deliberately looking at her laptop. Of Adaeze very deliberately looking at her phone. Of Grace at the table with Catherine. Grace was looking at them. Not with the watchful assessment she brought to everything.

That single word destroyed the last of his restraint. Nico closed the distance between us and kissed me. There was nothing gentle about the desperation behind it, yet he gave me enough space to pull away. His hands remained at my waist, holding me firmly but waiting for my choice. For one heartbeat, I resisted. My palms pressed against his chest as every sensible part of me screamed that this was a mistake. Then his lips moved against mine, and the fight left my body.

Her heart skipped. Some of the things Carlos had hidden there were still intact. 'Thank God,' she thought. Nico hadn’t touched her yet. But whether it had been him or the girls who dragged her here didn’t matter. She wasn’t going to wait around to find out. Outside the room, Nico adjusted his sleeves and wiped the last bit of blood off his palm. He took one final glance at the two naked girls still cowering in the corner, their eyes lowered like trained pets. With a smirk, he leaned in, kissed each on the cheek, and said, “Good girls. You've earned your silence. Back to your room, don’t come out until I say.”

His grip tightens, his fingers pressing into my skin like he’s afraid to let go. I know I should probably push him away, and for real this time, so much that he won’t recover to come back after me. But somehow, I melt into his grip, and all my senses seem to cloud. Then it’s just the two of us, and I’m kissing him back with just as much passion as he is. I know that this is a battle that I can't fight. Somehow, Nico has me right where he wanted me. He always does. Nico breaks the kiss, leaving my lips swollen and myself breathless and wanting more of him. He still holds me close to him and rests his forehead against mine.

The last firework faded with a smoky sigh, leaving behind a hush that buzzed at the edges. I hadn’t realized how close we were sitting until silence made it obvious—until the only thing louder than my heartbeat was the sound of approaching footsteps. Nico jogged over, all teeth and mischief, sleeves rolled up and shirt barely tucked in, like he’d sprinted straight from trouble. His grin was wild, boyish, and completely amused by whatever chaos he was about to cause. “Come on!” he said. “Fireworks for the new power couple—there has to be a kiss.”

This was the closest we'd ever been. Nate groaned at the new sensation, a sound so enticing I was already yearning for more. Encouraged by his response and the lack of witnesses in this hidden spot, I place one last soft kiss on his lips before tracing a path down his neck, enjoying how he moaned and let his head fall back against the rester.

Landon's eyes widen in horror as he notices the glittering band for the first time. "No, Landon, it's not what you think!" I cry, shaking my head frantically. "Nico, tell him the truth!" "The truth?" Nico lets out a scoff. "The truth is, we're legally married, and we've already fucked." He turns to me, a twisted grin on his face. "Isn't that right, Carissa? Tell him how it was. You enjoyed every bit of it didn’t you?" I squeeze my eyes shut, hot tears prickling my eyes now. "Landon, please, you have to believe me. I never wanted this. Nico, he..." My voice trails off as I struggle to find the right words.