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Then, Rosa sends me another voice message, taunting, "Arianna Moretti, for three years, he's been dulling your claws, turning you into something soft and spoiled. Everything he did was just to bring me back." However, she doesn't know that when I love Salvatore, I don't mind surrendering to him. And when I no longer love him, he'll face my fiercest vengeance. ... Three years into my marriage to Salvatore Russo, I received a private video. It was sent by Rosa Conti, the same spy who had drugged him three years ago. At that moment, the video replayed. I stared at the two bodies entwined on screen, biting my lip until I tasted blood.

It was small. A spark, a flicker—something so insignificant that it should never have changed his life. But it did. Nathaniel remembered the way the flames spread, slow at first, creeping along the edges of the old curtains before swallowing them whole. He remembered the thick, suffocating smoke curling toward the ceiling, the acrid scent of burning wood and fabric stinging his throat. His hands trembled as he tried but couldn't put it out, his heart pounding in his chest.

I asked him, confident that the world is not so bad and maybe it can be as beautiful as movies. “Are you talking about “The Notebook” and “Titanic”?” “No, Superman.” I spit quickly, while he looks at me strangely, thinking I've lost my mind. “When I was a little girl, I saw Superman with my parents and I thought it was the most romantic movie.” I commented to him, going back to my childhood and remembering the moment I saw the movie. “Isn't Superman an action movie?” He asks me thoughtfully. “Yes,” I respond quickly. “In the second half, the villain fires missiles and causes an earthquake. The woman Superman loves is buried and dies. Superman could save the world, but not the woman he loved.

he cut her off rudely, briefly reminding her of someone, Jason. "Could I ask why..?" she asked carefully so as not to offend him or make him change his mind. "It's simple. I like you." Kian stated bluntly. "Sorry?" "You heard me properly. I like you. Tell me any amount you need for her surgery and I'll give you right here, right now in cash." He said, exuding arrogance. Sophia was about to talk but then he gestured to her that he wasn't done yet, keeping her shut. "I'll only do that on a condition." His tone sounded serious at this point.

So much that she suspected her IQ would continue dropping the longer the time she spent being in his arms. "F*ck yes. You're so hot. What a beautiful woman you are… yes, keep watching. Watch just how hot and beautiful and ravishing you are. Watch how you bloom and respond so wonderfully in my hands." These rumbling whispers in her ears had her feeling like she was going to lose herself completely. The fire he had ignited now had raged and turned into an inferno. A heavenly inferno.

I didn't care, I just knew that it was fantastic. With every lick, the ember of my desire burned brighter, threatening to catch into a full blown blaze at any moment. I felt my temperature rising, the heat consuming me from within. Tremors rocked my body as his tongue fanned the sparks that my body nursed. I felt the heat rising, felt the smoke, and where there's smoke, there's always fire. When the flame ignited, my eyes squeezed shut. Delicious licks of fire washed over my every nerve, intensifying every sensation that I felt. The red color of the flames was all I could see, and my ears roared with the intensity of the flame.

He said in a cold voice, "Hurry and clean the toilets!" "Mr. Walker!" Ray hastily switched back to serious mode. "Please listen to me. It doesn't matter if that woman is tough or meek. Women all love romantic things!" Seeing that Carl was paying attention, Ray continued, "Also, the lights are dim at the movies. "When a touching romance film is playing, and things get all corny, he can give her a deep and passionate kiss. All his problems will be solved then!" "A movie?" Carl asked suspiciously.

I pointed to one that looked deceptively sweet—a beach walk, pastel colors, innocent title that screamed "light-hearted." "This one," I said. He smirked. "Interesting choice." Ten minutes into the film, I realized that I had just picked a dangerously spicy romance film by accident. The movie was... not innocent. In fact, it was the most intense slow-burn-to-steamy romance I’d ever watched in my life. We sat close—very close. His arm brushed against mine, then lingered. He sipped from my drink, even though he had his own, fed me popcorn, and made me feed him too. His hand found mine, our fingers locking together slowly. My skin buzzed with awareness.

I still got something to do back home. Thankfully, she was understanding this time. The clock almost strikes 10 pm and Rosa decided that it was a good time for the both of us to relax by watching some movie. She had chosen to watch an action movie which I agree with her without argument. We jump into watching the movie until late at night. Rosa who was seating beside me wouldn't stop munching on the biscuit she had brought with her and a glass of orange juice. She hand me the coffee and I took it gratefully.

Now he’s on his way to fetch some sodas and beers for the two of us. “Wow, that was fast and they all look good, hand me those beers please?” I request to him. He tosses it to me and we have a cheer, “To us!” “To our problems!” Then now, we choose the movie we want to watch. Well, since I’ve been wanting to watch that series FSOG, we end up with it. Even though I know he’s not into it, I can see the sex scenes don’t actually affect him very much. I thought if I’ll watch it, I’ll gain something from Ana, but I didn’t. But at least, she got his happy ending with her billionaire. But mine is different, we aren’t in love, or maybe he isn’t.