Marry Me.

Chapter Four.

Outside the gates of the Laurier family mansion, my heart races with a potent mix of anticipation and nervousness. Today is different—I've made up my mind. It's time to shatter the icy barrier I've hidden behind for far too long and reveal the truth that's been suppressed within me.

As I walk through the grand entrance, I hold a box of exquisite chocolates and a tray of delectable desserts. They're tokens of my intent—to prove to Daphne that I've shed the distant and cold persona she's known. I want her to see the man beneath, brimming with love and affection.

Daphne greets me with a hint of surprise, her eyes filled with curiosity and a hint of caution. I sense her wondering about this abrupt transformation in me. She deserves an explanation, one that comes from the heart.

"I... I brought these for you," I stammer, extending the offerings. "As an apology for my past behaviour and as a testament to the depth of my affection."

Her lips curve into a tentative smile as she accepts the gifts. I can see the spark of hope in her eyes, a hope that maybe our love isn't destined for darkness after all.

As the evening unfolds, Daphne and I find ourselves in a new realm. Barriers crumble, replaced by a silent understanding and a mutual desire to explore our connection.

With every passing moment, my affection for her grows, and I yearn to express it without restraint. I want to show her the tenderness that I've hidden away for too long.

"May I join you?" I ask, my voice gentle, laced with newfound vulnerability.

She nods, her eyes a constellation of excitement and trepidation. Together, we step into a private haven—a luxurious bathroom adorned with marble and flickering candles.

Beneath the cascade of warm water, I take her hand, my touch a mix of gentleness and longing. This moment is intimate, a surrendering of ourselves as we bathe in each other's presence, unguarded and raw.

As I watch her face light up with joy, my heart swells with love. In this instance, the world around us fades, leaving just the two of us entwined in a dance of desire and tenderness.

Every gesture, every caress, is an attempt to undo the memory of my prior detachment. I seek to atone for the pain I've inflicted, to construct a foundation of love and trust upon which we can build our future.

As the night envelops us, we retreat to the sanctuary of Daphne's bedroom. Wrapped in each other's arms, we share dreams and vulnerabilities, the love that has thrived despite the hurdles we've faced.

I press a kiss to her forehead, the touch lingering, a whisper of my devotion. We've traversed a considerable distance from the coldness that marked our initial encounters. Now, our connection blazes with an intensity that can't be denied.

At this moment, I know I've chosen the right path. Love is a force that defies expectations, breaking the chains of duty that bind us. I'm ready to challenge convention, to fight for the love I've discovered in Daphne's embrace.