CHAPTER FOURTEEN: Sweetheart

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BELLA'S POV

As we walked back inside, Jude kept his arm around me, his touch a constant reminder of his support. We settled back into the living room, where Bianca was waiting, her expression still curious but more at ease now.

"Everything okay?" Bianca asked, glancing between us.
"Yes, everything's fine," I reassured her, giving her a warm smile. "Liam just needed some closure, I think."
Bianca nodded, seeming to accept my explanation. "I'm glad you're alright."

Jude squeezed my hand, his eyes meeting mine with a tender gaze. "Let's not let this ruin our evening. How about we order some dinner and play some games?"

I smiled, feeling a wave of affection for him. "That sounds perfect."

Just then, my parents walked into the room, dressed elegantly for a dinner party they were attending. They smiled warmly at Jude, who greeted them politely.

"Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. Blackstone," Jude said, shaking my father's hand and giving my mother a polite nod. "You both look great."

"Thank you, Jude," my mom replied, her eyes twinkling. "It's always a pleasure to see you. Enjoy your evening."
"We will," my dad added, giving me a quick hug before they headed out the door. "Take care, kids."

As the door closed behind them, Jude turned back to me, his smile growing wider. "Ready for some games, princess?"

I laughed, feeling a surge of excitement. "Absolutely. Bianca, you in?"
Bianca grinned, grabbing a stack of board games from the shelf. "Let's do this!"

We spent the rest of the evening playing various games, from Scrabble to Monopoly, the room filled with laughter and playful banter. Jude's competitive spirit matched my own, and Bianca joined in enthusiastically, making it a fun and memorable night.

"You're going down, darling," I teased, moving my piece closer to winning in our final game of the night.

Jude smirked, leaning in closer. "We'll see about that, princess."

In the end, Bianca emerged as the surprising victor, her triumphant cheer echoing through the room. We all collapsed into fits of laughter, the tension from earlier completely forgotten.

As the night wore on, Jude and I found ourselves sitting on the couch, talking and reminiscing about our favorite moments together. Bianca eventually went to her room, leaving us to enjoy the quiet, intimate moments.

"Darling" I said softly, leaning my head on Jude's shoulder.
"Yes princess" he answered
I looked up at him, "I love you, Jude Bellingham."

"I love you too, Bella Blackstone" he replied, leaning down to kiss me tenderly.

"Put me to sleep before you go" I said and he nodded
He carried me in bridal style as he took me upstairs to my room.

Kissy," I pouted my lips and he smiled. He lay me down on the bed and trapped me between his arms, his eyes darkening with desire. I felt my heart race as he leaned in, his lips brushing lightly against mine.

"Anything for you, princess," Jude whispered, his breath warm against my skin.

He kissed me gently at first, his lips soft and teasing. I responded eagerly, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him closer. His kisses grew more passionate, his tongue exploring my mouth with a fervor that made my head spin.

Jude's hands roamed my body, his touch igniting a fire within me. He caressed my sides, tracing the curves of my hips and waist before moving up to cup my face tenderly. I arched against him, feeling the heat between us intensify.

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