This story will take a turn when our cute handsome business man will turn into a dangerous ...... unknowingly he kept it a secret and she finds it out
a man cloaked in the shadows of his past, his heart encased in frost. Yet, amidst his icy demeanor...
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Shayantika Armani
My hands are feeling cold as a chill runs down my hands which were out of the blanket. I slowly open my eyes to see Adrian laying beside me, bare chest. His hair messily scattered on his forehead.
Ugh, how can God make a human this perfect... and do you see my luck, like wow... haha I wonder, Adrian looks better than the fictional characters I read from books.
I was feeling hella cold. I pull the duvet up and suddenly remember the dream I had last night... the same dream I have been getting for years, and the same old lady.
I turn to the other side as I feel Adrian nuzzle into my neck and his hand tighten around my waist.
I smile and look at the large wall-sized window, and I can't believe my eyes...
Wow... amazing, my eyes widened in excitement. It's fucking snowing.
I quickly turn to my other side and push Adrian's shoulder. He groans. "Adrian, get up!" I shouted with excitement.
"Get up quickly, hurry!"
I push him slightly harder. "Whaaat?" His sleepy voice directly sends a jolt through me, my .
Adrian's sleepy eyes slowly fluttered open, meeting mine with that deep, intense blue that seemed to hold the universe within. Those were the eyes that had me falling in love in the first place, the eyes that always seemed to see right through me. A sleepy smile tugged at his lips as he whispered, "Good morning, beautiful."
For a moment, I forgot about the cold. I forgot about the strange dream that haunted me last night the one with the old lady that never seemed to go away. All I could think about was Adrian, his warmth, and the way his arm tightened around my waist like he never wanted to let me go.
"Look outside, Adrian," I said, my voice almost trembling with excitement. "It's snowing!"
His gaze shifted to the window, and the way his eyes lit up made my heart skip a beat. "Wow," he said softly, a grin spreading across his face.
"It really is. You know, I think snow looks even more beautiful when I see it with you."
I blushed, feeling my cheeks grow warm even in the icy air. "Come on! Let's go outside," I urged, trying to pull him up, but he just smirked, leaning back on the pillow.
"What if we stay inside and enjoy the snow from here?" he suggested, his voice low and teasing. "We could make our own kind of warmth."
My face turned a deeper shade of red, and I couldn't help but giggle at his suggestion. But I was too excited to stay put. I threw the duvet off and dashed to the window, pressing my palms against the cold glass.
The streets and the rooftops were already blanketed in white, and I could barely contain my joy. I grabbed my phone, quickly snapping a picture of the scene outside and posting it to my Instagram with the caption, "I want to be in the snow with you."
