Thread Of Fate

Chapter :33

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Cynthia woke up feeling a soft caress on her cheeks. She whined and opened her eyes to meet a pair of Hazel eyes looking at her with so much love and warmth. 

"Good morning " he wished her, staring at her beautiful green eyes. 

Good morning"Cynthia wished him back feeling a little nervousness for his closeness.

Christhopher hummed and started looking at her. She gasped when he bent down. Cynthia immediately put her palm on her hand. 

"Morning breath otherwise I will let you" she blabbered herself. He let out a small laugh looking at her. 

"Why do you think I am going to kiss you?" he asked looking at her flustered face. 

"Because that's how husbands wished his wife good morning" she said whatever came to her mind. 

"Yeah but kissing your wife's lips in the morning is the doing of a gentle and sweet husband. But wild and hot husbands like who have as sexy a wife as you kiss their women's vertical lips " he whispered in a sexy voice. Cynthia was confused listening to him

"Vertical lips m..."but soon her cheeks become red as tomato and she immediately covers herself, understanding the meaning. Christhopher smirked seeing her blushing face.

He came closer to her face. 

" But today I want to be a gentle and sweet husband so fuck the morning breath"he husked the last sentence and remove the quilt. He smashed their lips together. Cynthia was utterly shocked. His lips are devouring her hungrily. She gasped when he pulled her to his lap.Her robe slid down showing her perfect cleavage. He was sucking her lips like he was thirsty for them for ages. But Cynthia was numb.

"Kiss me back please"he said with desperation and latched their lips again. Cynthia slowly moved her lips. She doesn't know how to kiss. She sucked his rough lower lip like he did to her soft ones.She felt a sensation but she ignored it. Christhopher growls, feeling her lips against him. They kissed long and parted when she needed oxygen. 

Cynthia lowered her head down. She was feeling guilty. She kissed him knowing she has no feelings for him.

" That's amazing. Did you like it"he can't help but ask her. 

"Cynthia keeps mum. It made him a little disappointed. 

" I think it's not good enough but don't worry next time I will kiss you more passionately so that you can love it"he whispered against her ears. Cynthia feels a goosebump on her body.Christhopher eyes go inside her silk top. He can see her breast swell. His eyes go darker in lust but he keeps Himself down and gets off the bed.

"He needs a cold shower now".

.......

Cynthia makes breakfast and sets the table. Christhopher comes downstairs getting all ready. He is looking devilishly handsome in his black suit and pants. Cynthia smiled which he reprocite. She asked him to sit. He sat on the table and waited for her. 

His brow furrowed when he saw the breakfast.

French toast and Italian ricotta pancakes.He never liked them. He hates pancakes. 

" What happened Chris? Why are you not eating? "Cynthia asked him, confused. 

" I hate pancakes. "he replied with a clenched jaw.

Realisation hit her. Yeah Chris does not like it. It's Azrail's favourite. She is so used to making it every morning that she forgot that. She looked at him with guilty eyes.