The Deadly Charm

Part 35 : The Invisible Danger

A Promise Between Us

That night, the sky above the bustling city glittered with countless stars. Teerathep stood by the window of his home, gazing out at the softly glowing cityscape, illuminated by a sea of lights. His house, once filled with tension and unrest, now stood in peaceful silence—a reflection of his own heart that had finally found some calm.

He took a deep breath, feeling the weight in his chest ease after making the difficult decision to divorce Kanrawee. Everything he had endured in recent months had taught him so much, shaping him into a stronger, more grounded man. And now, he was ready to tell the truth to the one person who mattered most to him—Nattarinee.

He picked up his phone and dialed her number. As he waited for her voice, his heartbeat quickened.

"Natt, I'm starving," he said gently.

"Oh come on, it's so late! You still haven't eaten anything?" she scolded playfully.

"I want your instant noodles... Will you come make them for me?" Teerathep coaxed sweetly.

"Fine, fine. Just wait a bit," she replied, her voice laced with reluctant affection.

"Alright, I'll be waiting," he said, a sly smile playing on his lips.

That evening, Nattarinee arrived at Teerathep's house under the quiet moonlight. The silver glow filtered through the window, casting a soft romantic light across the room. When she stepped inside, he was already waiting in the living room, wearing a mischievous grin.

"I'm really hungry," he said, embracing her tightly the moment she arrived.

"And whose fault is that?" she replied, half-pushing him away.

"I'm borrowing your kitchen," she announced, placing the groceries she brought on the counter as she began preparing the noodles.

Teerathep chuckled softly at her unassuming demeanor. She had no idea what he truly wanted. He walked up behind her as she poured water into a pot.

"I missed you," he whispered, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Don't distract me while I'm cooking," she replied, spinning around to face him. Her cheeks were flushed, and she pointed a spatula at him defensively.

"I've divorced Rawee," he said, amused by her reaction.

"What?" Her eyes widened in shock.

"And so..." he murmured, gently taking the spatula from her hand.

He pulled her closer, his gaze intense and unwavering—trying to express all the feelings he had kept inside through that single look. Teerathep embraced her tightly, as if they were melting into one.

"Nattarinee..." His voice was barely a whisper, yet thick with longing.

"I can't hold back anymore..."

She could feel her heart pounding in his arms. Looking up into his eyes, she smiled softly. Despite her nervousness, she couldn't deny the passion reflected in his gaze.

Teerathep slowly raised a hand to caress her cheek, his eyes locked on hers. Then he leaned down and pressed his lips gently against hers. Their first kiss was tender and soft, growing deeper and more intense with each passing second, until Nattarinee found herself breathless.

"W-Wait... I thought we were going to eat noodles..." she mumbled, trying to catch her breath.

"There's something far more delicious," he whispered huskily.

He kissed her again—this time with urgency. Their lips met in a heated kiss, overflowing with repressed desire. Nattarinee responded with equal tenderness, though she could no longer suppress the fire igniting within her.