Chapter 50.
S's P.
"Sumaiyah!", His voice made me to turn and as he sat beside me.
"Youseff", My voice choke out as he wraps his hand around me.
"Hy, what's wrong?", He softly asks caressing me as i kneel facing him.
"I am sorry", I whisper as tears slid down my eyes.
"Sum__",
"No lemme speak", I sniff.
"I am sorry for hurting you, doubting you, saying all those words to you, I hurt you so much", I cry as he cup my cheeks.
"No you wanted to help me, to know my problems instead i hurt y_you_",
"Shh!", He place his head against mine.
"It's past, all past right", He whispers and i nod.
"Youseff", I softly call him out as he looks at me with a faint smile.
"I love you", I proffess as he smiles pecking my lips.
"I love you so much Sumaiyah, More than everything and anything", He peck my lips again and hold me.
I snuggle on his chest as i hear him groan lowly a slight smile sprode across my lips.
"I am tired", I whisper as i feel his hands on my waist tightening.
"Youseff", On purpose i speak against his neck as he tightens his grip more.
"Su_", He clears his throat.
"Let's go", Hoarsely he speaks.
Standing outside my door i look at his beautiful orbs radiating brightly cause of moon's rays.
"Goodnight", I whisper as Youseff bites his lips.
"Um, Sumaiyah", He stops me as i turn he pins me against the wall and carsh his lips against mine.
I kiss him back demandingly and passionately while he squeeze my waist pressing me close to him.
He shove his tongue in my mouth interwing our tongue as i moan againt our kiss.
His hand slid into my hair grabbing handful of them and pull my head backwards with giving my lip a bite making me arch my back.
Trailing wet kisses from my jaw to my sweet spot behind my earlobe i moan digging my nails into his shoulder as he moans.
Breeze against our skin under the moonlight i want him to claim me.
To make me his.
The desires he lit makes my skin want him more of him.
"Youseff", I pull away and cast down.
"Um, Goodnight", Hesitatly i walk in my room catching a glimpse of him.
Youseff's Pov.
I can't resist her.
Not anymore.
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Broken Souls (Editing).
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