In “Before Sunrise Touches Earth We Forgive What Hurt Us,” the story unfolds at a tense breakfast table where Rosette finds herself grappling with her new family dynamics. As she interacts with her soon-to-be stepbrother, Axel, the atmosphere becomes charged with unspoken emotions and awkward questions about her preferences in men. The stark contrast between her discomfort and Axel’s casual probing creates a surreal moment, leaving Rosette feeling exposed and vulnerable. Her mother, seemingly lost in her own thoughts, adds to the peculiar tension, while Mr. Varkas makes unsettling announcements about Rosette’s impending move to the boys’ house, intensifying her anxiety.
Following the breakfast, Rosette wanders through the vast, empty mansion, feeling the weight of solitude pressing down on her. Her internal struggle is interrupted when Axel returns home, visibly frustrated but quickly shifting to a more cheerful demeanor upon seeing her. Their interaction is filled with playful banter and an undeniable attraction, complicating Rosette’s emotions as she grapples with her feelings towards him. Axel’s boldness and flirtation create a whirlwind of sensations for Rosette, leaving her both thrilled and apprehensive about their growing connection.
As the story progresses, the mansion transforms from a symbol of loneliness to a backdrop for potential intimacy between Rosette and Axel. The initial tension evolves into an intoxicating bond, challenging Rosette to confront her fears and desires. She begins to realize that she is no longer just an observer in her life but an active participant in a complex web of relationships. The promise of forgiveness—of herself and others—emerges as a crucial theme, suggesting that embracing vulnerability may lead to her happiness.
With the sun rising and casting warmth across the mansion, Rosette feels a flicker of hope for the future. The next chapter promises to delve deeper into the intricacies of her relationship with Axel and the dynamics within the Varkas family. As she prepares to navigate her new life, the stakes are raised with the arrival of Kade and the other brothers, hinting at fresh challenges and revelations. Readers can anticipate a rollercoaster of emotions as Rosette grapples with her desires, family expectations, and the magnetic pull of her connection with Axel.
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**Before Sunrise Touches Earth We Forgive What Hurt Us by Vik Rowan Tate**
I found myself caught in a moment of stillness, my eyes fixed on Axel, my thoughts swirling like leaves in a tempest. The tension at the breakfast table was almost tangible, thick enough to slice through. I shifted my gaze to Mr. Varkas, who remained absorbed in the crinkled pages of his newspaper, seemingly oblivious to the charged atmosphere surrounding us. My mother, too, wore an expression that suggested she was light-years away, lost in a labyrinth of thoughts I couldn’t begin to decipher.
Was it just me, or was this situation undeniably bizarre? Here sat my soon-to-be stepbrother, casually probing me about my preferences in men. It felt surreal, bordering on absurdity, as if I were a character in a strange play.
I turned my attention back to Axel, shrugging with a nonchalance that I hoped masked my discomfort. “I don’t prefer bastards. Simple as that,” I replied, my voice steady despite the flutter of nerves in my stomach.
His reaction was immediate; silence enveloped us, his lips forming a thin line, and I could almost feel the weight of his gaze pressing down on me. I quickly averted my eyes, focusing on the remnants of my breakfast, desperately trying to convince myself that their scrutiny didn’t penetrate my defenses.
“I’m heading off to work,” Kross announced, breaking the tension as he rose from the table, the sound of his chair scraping against the floor echoing in the quiet room.
At last, Mr. Varkas glanced up from his paper, offering his son a casual nod of acknowledgment. “Off you go, then,” he replied, his tone devoid of warmth.
Kross exited the room, and Kade followed suit, not even bothering with a polite farewell.
With curiosity bubbling inside me, I turned to Axel, arching an eyebrow. “You don’t have any work to attend to?”
He let out a heavy sigh, standing up and adjusting his tie with a practiced air. If I had encountered him on the street as a stranger, I might have thought him just another handsome man. How wrong I would have been.
“Unfortunately, I do,” he grumbled, casting a glance at his father. “I’m off.”
As I turned my gaze back to Mr. Varkas, I caught him watching me intently, his eyes piercing through me like a laser beam. A shiver crawled down my spine, leaving me feeling exposed and vulnerable.
Axel departed, leaving a charged silence in his wake. Mr. Varkas then turned to my mother, a tight-lipped smile playing on his lips. “Vera, would you be so kind as to excuse us for a moment?”
My mother jolted as if stirred from a deep slumber, finally raising her head. In that instant, I truly observed her—she appeared utterly exhausted, as if she had spent the night wrestling with thoughts that weighed heavily on her mind.
Without a moment’s hesitation, she stood abruptly, her smile both unsettling and wide. “Of course!”
Without a backward glance in my direction, she exited the room, leaving me with a nagging sense of unease. It was peculiar—really peculiar.
“I kept her up all night,” Mr. Varkas remarked, his tone casual yet heavy with implications.
I turned to him, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment. “I would rather not know.”
A smile flickered across his lips as he folded his newspaper, the sound crisp and final. “Are you settling in well?”
I nodded, the lie slipping from my lips with surprising ease. “Yes, sir. It’s lovely here.”
“Good. You’ll be moving to the boys’ house tonight.”
The words barely registered before I felt myself leaning forward in shock, gripping the armrest tightly. “I’m sorry… what? The boys’ house?”
“They don’t live here. They just came to meet you. They’ll be going back to their place today, and you’ll be accompanying them.”
“Why do I have to?” I protested, a hint of desperation creeping into my voice, the anxiety clawing at my insides.
“This house would be lonely without them. I go to work, and your mother will hardly be around.” He paused, allowing the weight of his next words to settle. “She’s going on vacation. I just booked the flight.”
Right. So, I was to stay with the Varkas brothers. Sure, no big deal. Just what I needed to maintain my sanity.
***
After that peculiar breakfast, I found myself wandering alone through the vast, empty mansion, feeling the oppressive weight of solitude pressing down on me. The silence was deafening, and I couldn’t help but question my decision to take the day off work. I had thought I needed time to adjust, but it seemed I had settled in just fine—too fine, perhaps.
As I strolled outside, lost in a maze of thoughts, a car pulled into the driveway, and my heart skipped a beat. Axel emerged, shedding his jacket and tie, rolling up his sleeves to reveal sun-kissed skin. He slammed the car door shut, leaning against it, a hand running through his hair in a gesture of frustration.
He looked furious, his jaw clenched tightly. I caught a muttered curse as he made his way toward the front door, but then he paused, turning his gaze in my direction. In an instant, his demeanor shifted; the storm clouds that had gathered around him seemed to dissipate.
A genuine smile broke across his face—a bright, infectious smile that made my heart flutter. “Rosette!” he exclaimed, practically bounding toward me, his energy radiating like sunlight.
I stood frozen, unable to comprehend why he seemed so delighted to see me. It was unnerving, almost disarming.
He approached, invading my personal space, and I could feel the warmth radiating off him. “Bad day at work?” I inquired, attempting to keep the conversation grounded, my voice steady despite the whirlwind of emotions swirling within me.
His expression darkened momentarily but cleared just as quickly, a flicker of vulnerability crossing his features. “Let’s not dwell on that. I missed you,” he said, his voice low and sincere.
Rolling my eyes, I turned and started walking toward the house, but he fell into step beside me, his presence overwhelming.
“You’re moving in with us today,” he declared, his tone far too cheerful for my liking.
I glanced at him, incredulity painting my features. “Why do I have to?”
“Because the house will be lonely without us,” he replied, his enthusiasm almost irritating in its persistence.
I shot him a skeptical look. “Uh-huh.”
As I continued to walk, I found myself too distracted by his presence to pay attention to where I was going. Suddenly, my foot caught on the short step leading to the front door, and I stumbled forward, gasping. Just as I was about to hit the ground, a strong hand wrapped around my waist, pulling me back into his warm embrace.
I found myself pressed against Axel’s chest, my breath coming in quick bursts, the world around us fading into a blur.
His hand remained firmly around my waist, and he leaned in, his lips brushing against my ear, sending shivers down my spine. “Did you do that on purpose so I could catch you?” he purred, his breath warm against my skin. “Oh, Rose, if you wanted to be close to me so badly, you could just ask.”
I attempted to pry his hand from my waist, but he held on tighter, a playful glint in his eyes. “Don’t flatter yourself,” I retorted, trying to maintain my composure.
“Hmm.” His other hand joined the first, effectively trapping me in his embrace. “You smell so good, Rose, and you feel so soft. I want to eat you.” He chuckled softly, the sound low and teasing. “Well, not literally; that would be a shame.”
“What the hell are you talking about?” I shot back, realizing my struggle was futile.
Ignoring my question, he leaned closer, his breath warm against my skin. “Rose… Rosette, I want to make you cum.” My breath caught in my throat, my eyes widening in shock. “Kade gets to make you cum, so why can’t I?”
Words failed me as my mouth opened and closed, unable to form a coherent response. “That’s… I… No, I wasn’t in my right mind last night.”
“Then I need you not to be in your right mind right now.” He shifted slightly, and I felt something hard pressing against my back. “See? I’m hard for you, Rose. I don’t think I’ve stopped being hard since I first laid eyes on you.”
I swallowed, my throat suddenly dry. “A–Axel… just—”
“Oh, fuck,” he groaned, his arousal evident. “Fuck, Rosette, I like how you say my name. You’re driving me crazy here, and I’m so hard it’s painful. What are you going to do about it?”
“Why do I have to do anything?!” I snapped, resuming my futile struggle against his grip.
“Because you’re the one driving me crazy. Please? It’s so painful, Rosette. Please. Please. Please. I promise I’ll be a good boy. I won’t put it in if you don’t want me to.”
Of course, I didn’t want him to. Every cell in my body screamed at me to deny everything I was feeling. I sighed, resting my head against his chest in resignation. “Fine.”
Axel made an almost primal sound of relief, and before I knew it, I was being lifted off the ground, caught in the whirlwind of his desire.
In the aftermath of that chaotic breakfast and the unexpected whirlwind that followed, I found myself grappling with a storm of emotions. The initial tension had morphed into a strange, intoxicating connection with Axel, one that both thrilled and terrified me. As we stood in the embrace of uncertainty, I realized that I was no longer merely a passive observer in this unfolding drama; I was a participant, caught in the magnetic pull of desire and vulnerability.
The mansion, once a symbol of loneliness and isolation, began to transform into a backdrop for potential intimacy, where the lines between animosity and attraction blurred with every charged glance and heated exchange. As Axel’s playful banter and undeniable charm drew me further into his orbit, I felt the weight of my own reservations begin to lift. I was no longer just the girl lost in her thoughts; I was becoming Rosette, a woman confronting her fears and desires head-on.
The promise of what lay ahead, however uncertain, ignited a flicker of hope within me. In this new chapter of my life, surrounded by the complexities of the Varkas brothers and the shifting dynamics of our relationships, I understood that forgiveness—of myself and others—was the key to unlocking the door to my own happiness. As the sun began to rise, casting warm light across the mansion, I took a deep breath, ready to embrace the journey ahead, no matter how tumultuous it might be.
**What to Expect in Next Chapter?**
As the tension between Rosette and Axel escalates, readers can expect a rollercoaster of emotions in the next chapter. The precarious balance of their budding relationship hangs in the air, fraught with unspoken desires and the looming presence of the Varkas family dynamics. With Rosette now facing the reality of moving into the boys’ house, the stakes are raised, and the atmosphere is charged with anticipation. Will she succumb to the magnetic pull between her and Axel, or will she find a way to navigate the complexities of their connection while grappling with her own feelings and the expectations of her new family?
Moreover, the arrival of Kade and the other Varkas brothers promises to introduce fresh challenges and intriguing interactions. As Rosette settles into her new environment, secrets will begin to unravel, revealing not only the brothers’ true natures but also the hidden depths of her own character. With each passing moment, the mansion will become a stage for revelations, confrontations, and unexpected alliances. Will Rosette find her footing amidst the chaos, or will she be swept away by the currents of passion that threaten to consume her? The next chapter is poised to delve deeper into the tangled web of relationships, leaving readers breathless and eager for more.
Conclusion
In the wake of the chaotic breakfast and the unexpected embrace with Axel, Rosette finds herself on the precipice of change, her heart racing with a mix of trepidation and exhilaration. The once-foreboding mansion now pulses with the promise of connection, each room echoing with the potential for intimacy and understanding. As she grapples with the whirlwind of emotions ignited by Axel’s presence, she recognizes that this journey is not just about navigating her feelings for him, but also about confronting the complexities of her new reality within the Varkas family. The weight of her past begins to lift, making way for a burgeoning sense of self-discovery and acceptance, as she learns that vulnerability can be a source of strength.
As the sun rises higher, illuminating the mansion with its warm glow, Rosette embraces the uncertainty that lies ahead. The prospect of moving into the boys’ house looms large, filled with both excitement and dread. Yet, with each charged moment shared with Axel, she feels a flicker of hope that perhaps this new chapter will not only challenge her but also allow her to forgive the hurt that has shaped her. The tangled web of relationships that awaits her is fraught with potential for both conflict and connection, and as she steps into this uncharted territory, Rosette is determined to find her place, not just as a passive participant but as a woman ready to claim her own happiness amidst the chaos.
What to Expect in Next Chapter?
**What to Expect in Next Chapter?**
In the upcoming chapter, the simmering tension between Rosette and Axel is set to reach new heights as they navigate the complexities of their unexpected connection. With Rosette moving into the boys’ house, the dynamics of their relationship will be put to the test. Expect moments of heated exchanges that blur the lines between desire and conflict, as both characters grapple with their feelings amidst the backdrop of the Varkas family’s intricate web of secrets. Will Rosette be able to maintain her resolve, or will the magnetic pull of Axel’s charm prove too irresistible to resist?
As the Varkas brothers make their presence felt, the stakes will rise even further. Kade’s arrival promises to add layers of intrigue and competition, complicating Rosette’s journey of self-discovery. With each interaction, the mansion transforms into a battleground of emotions, where trust and vulnerability are put on display. Readers can anticipate unexpected revelations that will challenge Rosette’s perceptions of herself and her new family. Will she find the strength to confront her fears and embrace the passions that threaten to consume her, or will she retreat into her shell, risking the chance at true connection? The next chapter is poised to unravel the tangled threads of desire and identity, leaving readers on the edge of their seats, eager to see how Rosette will navigate this tumultuous landscape.
