The Moonlight Sense

The Moonlight Sense

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He sees me in the moonlight, My face so cold and tender, I do not show the cold that flows, for I love his gentle touch. I stop and wait for him to come, Closer, nearer, here we go. I come closer, he leans in, As we stand, Our plans get grande. -Riley Anderson
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At first, I thought it was just a contract-a marriage of convenience, nothing more. I never imagined that the man I was bound to, Lee Know, would awaken something in me that I couldn't control. Our worlds collided in quiet moments and stolen glances, the tension growing with every passing day. The touch of his hand against mine, at first formal, soon became possessive, leaving my skin tingling, my heart racing. His eyes-dark and intense-always seemed to hold a question, as if he could see right through me. Now, as the moonlight casts its glow on his face, I realize this isn't just a marriage of obligation. It's something more-something deep and undeniable. I've fallen for him in ways I never expected, and each kiss, each moment we share, only pulls me deeper into the fire between us.

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