𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗜𝘀 𝗧𝗼𝗼 𝗗𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗙𝗼𝗿 His 𝗗𝗲𝘀𝗶𝗿𝗲
"Fuck, whenever you're in my arms, I feel like I might crush you. You're so delicate," he said, kissing her cheek.
"Huh?"
"It took me three years to hug you, and today you let him hug you...
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"And darling, I will be loving you 'til we're 70 And, baby, my heart could still fall as hard at 23."
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K A R T I K
Lili, can you get ready by 7:00 pm today?" I asked her over the phone while sitting in my office.
"Why?" she replied, sounding curious.
"There's an important party tonight, and I want to take you with me," I explained.
"Can't I skip?" she asked, her reluctance clear.
"You can, Lili, but please, I'm requesting you," I said, hoping she'd agree.
"Okay," she finally responded.
"Thank you. Be ready," I said, ending the call.
It's been a week since I got her name tattooed on me,and the pain of the tattoo had fade away.
She's finally getting better, even returning to college. Today, however, she decided to skip, simply because she didn’t want to go. Coincidentally, I also had to attend a business party tonight. Honestly, I hate parties, but the thought of spending some time with her, seeing her all dressed up, made it a bit more exciting.
I worked until 6:00 pm, then grabbed my car keys and headed to the parking area. After a short drive, I arrived home, eager to see her. Unlocking the door, I went straight to our room.
The moment I reached the doorway, I froze. My Lili was standing there, dressed in the most stunning white gown. I couldn’t even blink. She looked like a vision, as beautiful as a clear sky after a storm, or a radiant rainbow.
She was busy doing something with her eyes, and all I could focus on was how the dress clung to her body, showing off her curves. It was sleeveless and backless—daring and sexy.
A part of me didn’t like the idea of her wearing something like that outside, but I bit my tongue. I didn’t want to act like a controlling man, dictating her choices.
As I did the same before going on our Paris vacation,and I regret doing that.
She can wear whatever she wants, I reminded myself. But damn, she looked like a model, and the thought of others seeing her like this made my jealousy flare up.
Still, I had to control it and let her enjoy herself. After all, she deserves to feel confident and free.
"Lili, I'm here," I said, walking toward her, my eyes glued to her body.
She looked at me, and I couldn’t help but smile. "You look beautiful," I whispered, kissing her forehead softly. "I’ll change quickly, and then we can leave," I added, heading toward the bathroom.
