Wrapped In Love 소설 & 이야기

After making sure she was asleep, he took out a little box from under his pillow. There was a ring inside. Its design was simple yet elegant. The details, in particular, whispered Damian's devotion. He took a deep breath and gently slipped the ring through Bella's ring finger. He watched it glimmer against her skin, his gaze growing soft. He kissed her fingertip lightly, as if worried she might wake up. "I love you, Bella Valdez," he whispered. Bella's exhale deepened momentarily before evening out again. Her face remained serene—no flicker of eyelids, no change in expression.

I continue “I’m promising today just today because love built one honest day at a time lasts longer than promises built on fear” We stand there Breathing each other in Holding each other up Choosing each other again His thumb brushes my hand My heart settles into its place Everything that once broke us now feels like the foundation of something new When the officiant tells us to seal the vow Adrian lifts my face gently He kisses me like someone who has learned that love is not ownership Love is openness Love is showing up And when he pulls back he whispers against my lips “This time let’s go home together” I smile A real one

His chest tightened as he whispered, “Wendy was never my fiancée. The wedding, the photos—it was all fake. “I don’t love her. The only person I’ve ever loved… is you.” His breath came unsteady. “But I was too much of a coward to admit it. “If I admitted that I loved you… if I admitted that I had feelings for the girl I raised—how could I face your parents? “They were my best friends. They trusted me like a brother. How could I fall in love with their daughter? “I was a coward. I was too afraid to face what was between us. His voice cracked. “I told myself it was wrong. That your love for me was nothing more than admiration. That you’d grow out of it.

Kieran said that only one media company got my face but he paid them to keep their mouth shut. I forced a smile. “Isn’t love funny?” I shrugged, biting back tears. “One love killed you. The other brought you back to life.” “Love is a cruel thing, right?” He smiled. We stood silent, staring at each other for a while. Then he sighed and brought out an envelope. “Love is a weapon too. It can also make us stupid things…. Like what you are doing.” “What is that supposed to mean?” I demanded. “Consider this a pre-wedding gift,” he said, handing me the envelope. “Good luck. And… take care of yourself.”

One day, I gathered courage and said, "Luca once told me to find someone who would risk their life for me. I used to think he was the only one in the world who would until I met you. You gave me the courage to love again, Zefiro. Will you marry me?" Zefiro was stunned. The Don, who never flinched before a hail of bullets, was now blushing at the ears. "I should be the one proposing," he muttered. Zefiro pulled out a custom ring from under his pillow and spoke to me with a gaze full of unwavering devotion. "Janella, I won't just marry you. I'll protect you in Luca's stead. Trust me, I'll bring you happiness. Will you marry me?" Tears streaked down my face as I nodded firmly. "I do!"

But she accepted the flowers with a playful pout, unable to hide the smile at the corners of her mouth. The man just grinned sheepishly. Once she took the bouquet, he gently said, “No matter what, even with our daughter here, you’re still the one I love the most. “I promised you, even after marriage, I’d make it feel like we’re still dating.” They laughed and joked as they opened the container, filling the room with the delicious aroma of chicken noodle soup. It wasn’t until I caught the scent that I realized I hadn’t eaten all day. I turned on my phone, which had been off the entire time, only to see an empty screen. There wasn’t a single message from Hendrick.

“Stop lying to the baby. It’s the other way around.” Vren stood straight wrapping his arms around her. “I love you so much.” “I love you too.” He nodded, finding her lips. He kisses her slowly and tenderly, savoring every moment that she was there in his arms.

Love is tragic, yet people can not help but ask for it. -Unknown. |A L E E Z A| Kirill wrapped his arms around my body, pulling me into a warm hug, I couldn't help but smile. The sensation of his touch after days of absence felt like a familiar melody playing in the background of my life.

Ava's pov: I got up, preparing to leave, but before I could take a step, he pulled me into him, wrapping his arms around me from behind. "I love you, unconditionally," he murmured against my ear. "And everyone calls that obsession. But I never forced you to love me. I never manipulated you. I never interfered when you were with Darsh—not until I found out he was cheating on you. And even then, I waited four years for you to heal before I ever made a move."

Vihaan said "Don't worry Vihaan. She will be okay" Vihaan wrapped his arms around her "I love you" "I love you too"