Acceptance

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  “You are my daughter, my priceless jewel, not everyone has the chance to meet with me”. She warmly caressed Renée's cheeks. “You are special, don't forget that and don't allow anyone to make you feel otherwise. Your gifts are sacred and only by your mate's side would you be able to reach your full potentials.
  Don't forget that when there's a will, there's also a way. There's always a solution to every problem. Love your mate with all your heart and never forget that my blessings are always with you”.

  When she finally woke up, she woke up with a new resolve thanks to the moon Goddess, she was feeling warm all over her body and she snuggled closer to her warm comfortable pillow.
 
  But pillows don't have a heartbeat?!

  She felt confused and cracked open one of her eyes. She noticed that she wasn't snuggled into a warm blanket but a naked chest. She suddenly became alarmed and tried to get up but noticed an arm preventing her getaway. She turned slightly to look at the owner of the face and nearly choked on her spittle. The sun rays from the window were illuminating his face, his perfectly curved eyebrows, his long lashes that would make any girl jealous, his jawline and nose to compliment his features. Then, he suddenly opened his eyes, she inhaled sharply as she felt herself being sucked to a trance which she broke out from quickly. Her eyes trailed to his chest, his abs were very noticeable and few scars were scattered on his skin but were barely visible unless you looked closer.

  “Take a picture love, it would last longer”. He teased her, at this he smiles. OH HIS SMILE!
  His smile was absolutely magical and almost sends her insides melting, his teeth are perfect and white and his face transforms from handsome and rugged to undeniably charming. His looks was like that of a music star and his husky morning voice turned her on to indescribable extents.
  His eyes turned a brighter colour of gold, she reached out to touch his cheeks gently and he leaned in to her touch.
  They stayed like this for a while, staring into one another's eyes, no words were spoken between them but there was a mutual understanding.
  She exhaled deeply and confessed. “I'm willing to believe what you told me and give us a trial.”
 
  His eyes were filled with excitement and his face lightened up with glee like that of a young child who just got what he had always been seeking. “You agree to be mates” he enquired hesitantly, afraid that she'll change her mind.

  She mused and nods in affirmation “ yes, as long as I won't get hurt”.

  “I swear not to ever purposely hurt you” he swore.

  She wiggles out of his arm and strolls to the bathroom while gently shaking her hips to taunt him. She gently but sharply shuts the door behind her before calming her racing heart. She stared at her reflection for a while, her skin was more flushed and softer, her features were more delicate and beautiful, she realized that she almost looked similar to the moon Goddess but with a younger charm while the Goddess had a older and more experienced aura. ‘it seems like she wasn't lying to me after all’.

After an hour
  She walks out of the bathroom into the room wearing a bathrobe, Lucian was no longer in the room. She got dressed in a short Jean skirt and a red top with red flats. She brushed her hair before braiding it to a ponytail.
  She sniffed a mouthwatering aroma and followed it to the kitchen where a shirtless Lucian wearing an apron is cooking. “I hope someone is hungry”. He turned around the moment she entered.

  Renée burst into laughter as she saw the writings ‘Kiss the chef’ on the apron. After contemplating for s few seconds, she covered the distance between them, wraps her arms around his waist before giving him a chaste kiss on his lips. “I know for sure that I'm hungry”.

  “Then you should be prepared to taste your mate's special delicacy made from a secret recipe. He indicated to the various dishes already made “This is mahimahi with spices, marinated grilled chicken, risotto and rissole (Italian rice and meat)”

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