AIDEN'S POV
As I entered Astrid's dungeon, a wave of disgust washed over me. The smell was overpowering, a mix of mustiness and decay that made my stomach churn. But I bit my tongue and forced a smile, reminding myself that I was here because I loved Astrid, flaws and all.
Just as I was trying to mask my revulsion, Astrid appeared, her hand outstretched towards me. I hesitated for a moment, considering the filth and grime that coated her fingers, but then I realized that none of it mattered.
I took her hand in mine, the touch familiar and comforting despite the circumstances.
Astrid began to hum a soft melody, her voice echoing through the dimly lit dungeon.
Instinctively, we began to sway to the music, our movements fluid and synchronized.
In that moment, the stench and squalor of the dungeon faded into the background, replaced by the warmth and intimacy of our shared dance.
As we twirled and swayed, I looked into Astrid's eyes and felt a rush of gratitude and love. Despite the imperfections and hardships that surrounded us, I couldn't help but feel like the luckiest man on earth.
In her arms, surrounded by the chaos and mess of her dungeon, I found a sense of peace and contentment that I had never experienced before.
The world outside may have judged us for our flaws and mistakes, but in this moment, none of that mattered.
All that existed was the love we shared and the connection that bound us together. And as we danced, lost in each other's embrace, I knew that no matter what the future held, I would always cherish this moment, this dance with the woman I loved more than anything.
I couldn't tear my gaze away from Astrid's radiant smile as we danced together in her dungeon. Her eyes glowed with a warmth and love that enveloped me, pulling me deeper into her spell.
With each step we took, I felt my heart soar higher, my love for her growing with each beat.The way her hair swept across her face as she moved, the gentle touch of her hand in mine, the soft hum of the music filling the air – everything about this moment felt like pure, unadulterated magic.
I was completely lost in her, consumed by the overwhelming love and adoration I felt for her.As we twirled and moved in perfect harmony, the outside world faded away, leaving just the two of us in our own little universe.
I felt a sense of completeness, a feeling that I had finally found my place in the world – right here, in Astrid's arms.
I knew in that moment that I was irrevocably in love with Astrid, that she was the only one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.
And as we continued to dance, the thought of a future filled with her by my side filled me with an indescribable sense of joy and fulfillment.
She loves me, she still loves me!
ASTRID'S POV
I felt Thomas's hand in mine as we danced together in my dungeon, the flickering candlelight casting dancing shadows on the walls. But something felt different tonight.
Thomas was quiet, a stark contrast to his usual boisterous and joking self. I couldn't help but wonder what was going on in his mind.
As we swayed to the soft music I hummed, I stole a glance at him. His expression was unreadable, his eyes distant as if lost in thought.
I couldn't help but feel a pang of concern – was something troubling him? Was there something on his mind that he wanted to share?
But as quickly as the worry entered my mind, it was replaced by a rush of affection and fondness for him. I loved the playful banter and laughter that usually filled our conversations, but there was something equally heartwarming about the quiet moments we shared together.
I let myself get lost in the dance, enjoying the feeling of his hand in mine, the gentle sway of our bodies moving in unison.
I marveled at the way he gazed at me, his eyes holding a mixture of admiration and tenderness. It was in moments like these that I felt truly connected to him, as if we were the only two people in the world.
As we continued to dance, I couldn't help but smile to myself. Thomas may be different tonight, but that didn't change the fact that I loved him for who he was – quiet moments and all. And as we twirled and swayed, lost in each other's presence, I knew that no matter what the future held, as long as I had him by my side, everything would be alright.
Thank goodness I left Aiden for him.
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Black Magic
Mystery / ThrillerA woman in the 19th century curses her husband with black magic, she doesn't know the exchange of that, it might end her whole bloodline.
