𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕶𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊 - 𝕯𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖔 𝕸𝖆𝖑𝖋𝖔𝖞.

Chapter 32 - New Year. New beginning.

TW: I made this chapter way too corny.

so that's why I hate this chapter

An actual TW: Light sexual mentions at the end of the chapter (Masturbation, sex, virginty and etc)

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My hands had gripped his collar as he had lowered his head to face mine, the pupils in his slate grey eyes dilating.

He was numb. 

I was numb.

My grip loosened, as my heartbeat quickened. What did I just say? My brain felt as though it would explode any second from the number of thoughts I was thinking, and my heart felt as though it'd reach my throat for the number of emotions I was experiencing.

There was utter silence.

He had finally seemed to realize that I actually meant the words that had splattered out of me letter by letter. "Darling, can you repeat what you said?"  Passion glowed in Draco's eyes.

My confession had changed the whole purpose of the argument, the whole tone. 

His eyes gleamed and his lips were curled into a playful grin.

 I played along with his act. 

"I said...I love you..and I mean it.." I took glances around the colorful massive library, too flustered to even glance at Draco. 

"Again?" His eyes glued obsessively on mine.

"I love you." 

He stepped closer, his fingers brushing with mine; until he gently grasped the smallest finger on my hand, and three of my tallest fingers wrapped around the thumb of his hand.

His gentle wrath combined with mine.

"Again?" His voice was vitally gentle but passionate. I could swear to god I was scarlet at this point. 

"How many times are you going to make me say it, Draco?" 

"Our entire life."

His words reminded me of how wrong this was. How would he even react when my innocent persona would be exposed to him? 

I'd come this far with Draco. From this night forward, I'd turn into a duty to make sure I keep my sinister identity a secret from my husband, till every culprit was murdered. 

"Can I kiss you?" His tone was filled with pure hunger. "Or are you going to push me away again?"

I glared at his beautiful, divine lips filled with a fertile shade of pink.

I gently let off our intertwined hands and tenderly placed them on his chest, my hands slithering around his neck pulled him in, his lips gently affirming with mine. 

His hand rested on my waist pulling me against him, our bodies gently pressed together. His other free hand roamed around the back of my neck. Our lips locked together.

We were both desperate and hungry for one another. His lips pressed harder on mine, with passion. It was an unbreakable kiss, it shouldn't be happening, this was so wrong yet I couldn't stop myself anymore.

Draco's lips were like drugs, addicting. I couldn't pull away. I let out a hum, our kiss growing deeper. I could feel my heartbeat, pounding harder in me.

His lips were soft, his kisses left me tingling and his cold bare hands left shivers and goosebumps on my skin. When we finally pulled away, his lips were smudged with the color of my red lipstick.