Enkakeō

Enkakeō

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They said you fall in love but I wanted to be buried with it, hoping to be clad in the dirt around just as I was beneath. *** Painfully shy and reserved artist, Kathréptis Neville feels like a ghost in her world full of vibrant colors. Her loneliness wraps around her like a heavy cloak, and she spends her days sketching in solitude, pouring her unspoken longings into her art. Behind her quiet exterior lies a heart yearning for connection, yet her fears of rejection keep her trapped in isolation, longing for a companionship that feels just out of reach. Confident and brash, Lupus Morozov masks his insecurities with arrogance and sharp wit. A determined business magnate chasing fame, he pushes people away with his rudeness, convinced that vulnerability is a weakness. Beneath his tough facade lies a profound loneliness; he fears that if he lets anyone in, they'll see the cracks in his armor. His indifference only deepens Kath's heartache, as she finds herself drawn to the very person who seems the least likely to care. *** "I never got what i wanted but this time i would die with love if not for it."
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Here she is. I can see the slope of her spine through that thin shirt. She's made of angles I ache to smooth with a hand, but I'd use my lips if she asked. I brush her knuckles with mine. Her skin is cold, but she flips her palm for more contact. I lace our fingers. It's enough to make her look at me. As those kaleidoscopic eyes meet mine, I hold my breath. Then she sets her lips just under my jaw. It rips the air from my lungs. It's the softest thing I've ever felt. "What was that for," I breathe. She pulls back, lashes damp, and whispers, "You're the kind of person that should be kissed." 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 BOOK TWO C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ mature content ❤︎ romance & friendship ❤︎ yearning Copyright © 2021-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. Cover art: me © All Rights Reserved

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