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There were only few stuffs to check on that box for the games, so after a few moments after I finished to check them, I moved to the other one just next to the place where this box I just finished to check was placed. I took it infront of me and stared. I smiled as I read the titles on each cd. Mostly are action movies since we prefer to watch them instead of romance movies despite of being quite a romantic couple. If there is romance on the list, mostly are the tragic one. Movies that made me cry so hard actually which made it memorable for me to watch. The plots just hits so hard that even if I'll only hear the song that was used on those movies, I will start crying for real.

Mike smiled and pulled the popcorn closer to his side of the bed, “Don’t you want refreshment? I promise the pop corn is wonderful.” She raised a brow, trying to ignore him, but the crushing sound of the popcorn and the aroma made her glance at him. If only she could prepare one for herself. She would have done that. Knowing the only way to eat out of it was to get closer; she moved a bit closer to him. Mike moved the laptop closer, making the movie closer and clearer. He cleared his throat, “Is it a rite for all women to love romance?”

That was how it was! Why did Scarlett happen to return on this day? Why did Henry delay his departure until the afternoon? What was I then? The whetstone of their love? In the video, Henry gently comforted the weeping woman in his arms, with tenderness and deep affection. "It's not your fault. I didn't want to get married. She and I are not the same kind of people." I had self-respect, and I wasn’t a masochist. He was the one who approached me first, saying I was like the sun.

The car was silent for almost a minute before Anthony started to speak. “The fourth rule shall be; us displaying public affection but being ourselves in private.” “PDAs? Like what?” “Hugging, holding hands, and kissing.” I almost choked on my spit at the last thing he said. He wanted to actually do romantic things in public, with me. “K-kissing?” Anthony nodded with a look as if I was supposed to know about the rule. “We will need to do those things in public to deceive people. People on social media are smart, babe. They can sense bullshit from just posting one word. I said this before, Sandy. So, yes. The fourth rule will be; romance in public, friendship in private.”

The romance becomes a beautiful fire. His cockhead nudges my entrance. The pressure builds. My pussy pulses with readiness. Wet heat invites him inside. He pauses. His forehead rests against mine. Our breathing mingles together. Love and lust intertwine in this one perfect moment. The slide in feels imminent. The romance blazes bright. It promises so much more.

“But because it’s your first time playing the game and the question is easy, I’ll give you a pass.” “Shit. Forgot that rule. So, what’s your favorite movie then?” She apologized. “The Princess Bride.” I smiled. “Her lips parted slightly in surprise. “Seriously?” “Dead serious.” I chuckled, leaning back against the couch. “It’s got everything—romance, adventure, swashbuckling, humor. I mean, come on, ‘As you wish’ is top-tier romance.” She laughed softly, shaking her head. “Okay, fair. It is a classic.”

He wrapped his arms gently around my waist and we kissed I pulled my face away with a light laugh, and we both chuckled. “Shall we, my lady?” He opened the car door with a little bow, and I smiled as I stepped in. We drove quietly, music drifting softly from the car speakers. When we arrived, I gasped. I thought it was just a simple dinner date. I didn’t know Leo had other plans. He had booked and decorated a cozy resort—a quiet place wrapped in fairy lights, rose petals scattered across the ground, with soft music. Lanterns flickered in gold, outlining a dinner table set for two under a delicate white canopy.

My back hit the counter, and the spatula clattered uselessly into the sink. “Mav—” My protest dissolved as he deepened the kiss, his hand braced on the counter beside me while the other skimmed down my side, slipping beneath the loose hem of my pajama top. My skin burned where his fingers brushed. “You taste better than breakfast,” he murmured against my mouth, and before I could even process the line, his hand was sliding lower, teasing the waistband of my pajama bottoms. My whole body went still. “Wait, what are you—”

"What's wrong, darling? You look despondent." Bella rummaged through her bag and presented a photo of Damian and Dakota together. Rodrigue examined it carefully. His easy smile faltered. He could read the subtext of the photo way too fine: Damian was giving his heart to a different woman. He also knew that Bella hated sharing her favorites with others. He looked up at his daughter. "What are you planning to do?" Bella cast her eyes to the floor. "Call off our engagement." Bella and Damian had only gotten together after they finished high school. Then, on that very same day, Damian and his family came to propose their engagement. It was so abrupt that it didn’t sit well with Rodrigue.

'They are diabolical! "Well, Colm, what are we watching?" Celly asked. Colm smiled, "I appreciate being included." He slid his arms off the sofa and wrapped them around the girls pulling them close to his sides. "I figured, I should show you both how sophisticated and romantic I am." He smiled. "Let's watch Roman Holiday. I love Audrey Hepburn, or if you ladies prefer romance with some comedy The Princess Bride is a great classic and I'm sure you both will swoon over Wesley and his sword skills." Colm winked at Ang.