Your Lips to Mine #7: The Billionaire's Blueprint of Love
I asked, my voice quieter than usual, filled with curiosity and the weight of the moment.
Noah’s lips parted, and for a second, he seemed to hesitate, as though searching for the right words. But then, he spoke, his tone raw, honest, and filled with emotion.
“I love you,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper, but it held so much more than just the words. I could hear the sincerity, the depth of what he was saying. The words hung in the air, and for a moment, I couldn’t process them. It wasn’t the first time Noah had told me he loved me, but this—this confession felt different. It felt like something much deeper, more vulnerable than anything I had ever imagined.
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