˚˙•My Treasured Heart•˙˚ A Hookedheart fanfic

Chapter 10

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3rd person pov

Bridget was captivated by the enchanting world Hook had introduced her to, their dates filled with magical adventures that sparked a sense of wonder within her.

Unbeknownst to her, Hook was battling his own emotions; each shared laugh and stolen glance pulled him deeper into an affection he wasn’t prepared to embrace.

He reminded himself of Uliana’s revenge plan, a dark cloud hanging over his heart, and struggled to suppress the burgeoning feelings for Bridget, fearing that love would only complicate his quest for vengeance. Despite his efforts, the warmth of her spirit began to chip away at the cold resolve he had clung to, leaving him torn between duty and desire.

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The evening sun cast a warm, golden hue over the secluded area. The gazebo, their special haven, stood surrounded by blooming roses and softly glowing lanterns. Hook, dressed in his signature attire, approached the gazebo with a glint of mischief and affection in his eyes. Bridget, radiant in a flowing gown, waited inside, her gaze fixed on the sunset.

As Hook stepped into the gazebo, he extended his hand with a charming smile. "Bridget, my princess of hearts, might I have the honor of this dance?"

Bridget looked up, slightly puzzled. "You don’t dance, Hook."

Hook’s smile widened, and he took a step closer, his eyes locked on hers. "Ah, but I do, and only with you, heart."

Bridget’s eyes softened, and she placed her hand in his, feeling the warmth and sincerity of his touch. "Why do you call me Heart?" "I'll tell you one day." Hook pulled her gently into his arms, their bodies swaying to an unspoken rhythm. As they danced, the world outside seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of them in their own magical moment.

Hook’s voice grew tender as he spoke close to her ear, “You know, I may not dance with others, but with you, it feels like I’ve been waiting for this moment all my life.”

Bridget looked up at him, her eyes shimmering with emotion. “And I’ve always dreamed of this—of dancing with the one who truly holds my heart.”

In the soft glow of the lanterns, Hook’s gaze grew intense, and he gently cupped Bridget’s face with his free hand. As they swayed together, he leaned in, capturing her lips in a loving kiss. The kiss was tender, filled with all the words they hadn’t spoken, all the emotions they felt but hadn’t yet voiced.

When they finally parted, their foreheads rested together, and Hook whispered, “This dance is for you, heart. Every step, every heartbeat.”

Bridget smiled, her heart full as she nestled closer into his embrace. “And every moment with you feels like a dream come true.”

They continued to dance under the twilight sky, the lanterns casting a soft glow around them, their steps in perfect harmony. For that moment, in their special spot, everything felt just right.

As they swayed together, lost in the warmth of their shared moment, the weight of Uliana’s revenge plan faded from Hook’s mind. With every gentle turn and whispered promise, he found himself captivated by Bridget’s laughter and light, feeling an undeniable pull toward her that eclipsed his darker intentions. In that serene twilight, surrounded by the blooming roses and the soft glow of the lanterns, he realized he no longer wanted to fight the feelings blooming in his heart; he wanted to cherish every moment with her, free from the shadows of his past.

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A/n:Soo kind of a short chapter since I only had one thing planned for this chapter and I've figured out the storyline so all that's left to do is write it out(I suffer from writer's block) but I hope y'all like it!

Ps:I'll try my best to update at least once a week!