Chapter 225
Magnus Hale
I look down and see Adrian with his cheek resting against my chest,
eyes closed, as if he’s home. As if my arms were the safe haven he’s
always been searching for. And I don’t doubt for a second that’s
exactly what’s going through that restless head of his.
In this moment, he seems like just an ordinary boy, wanting love. It
always amazes me how naturally he declares what he feels. He keeps
nothing to himself. At certain times, he’s like a puppy: any small
gesture lights him up.
A returned kiss brings a wide smile to his face; if I hug him back, his
heart races as if it’s about to explode.
It’s strange to realize that some of his actions reveal pure humanity.
Adrian acts like someone who simply needs protection, affection, and
care.
As much as he says he prefers only to serve me, I saw the truth when I
washed him that night. The joy written all over his face was
impossible to hide. He wants to be cared for too, even if he won’t
admit it.
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But I can’t let myself be fooled by this angel face, by this sweet way
he holds me. I know what hides behind it. It would only take one
mistake from me–one false step–and this same boy who now seems
so human in my arms could become a demon.
“Love.”
The word snaps me out of my thoughts. Those black eyes are fixed on
- me. Before, they brought terror, as if a darkness could swallow me
whole. When he transforms into that terrifying boy, he is still
fearsome, impossible to ignore. But now, I find it nothing short of
fascinating.
“Yes, Adrian?” I pull him even closer.
His heart races against my chest, and that amuses me deep down.
Adrian hides nothing; his feelings overflow, pure and transparent.
Even though he’s insane, I can admit there’s sincerity when he claims
to love me. His heart is the proof of it; all I have to do is return any
gesture, and his pulse jumps, like it’s going to burst.
“Let’s
go
inside. I’m hungry. I couldn’t finish my food because I kept
thinking I’d left you dissatisfied.”
I feel a pang inside me.
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He didn’t eat because of me, because I couldn’t control the jealousy
gnawing at me. I don’t know why I feel this; I can’t understand it. Just
seeing him near someone else irritates me, as if the whole world were
trying to rip him away from me.
Even knowing that Adrian loves me–like right now, when I say his
heart always gives away the truth–I still feel insecure.
It’s ridiculous. I think that at any moment he might get tired and stop
liking me, especially if I allow myself to love him back.
But I already do. I like his presence, this body pressed against mine,
this embrace that envelops me. It’s good. Too good.
And that is exactly what makes me anxious. I’m not used to this
feeling; I don’t know how to deal with it.
I better stop with these goddamn thoughts before they consume me
more than they already do.
“Right. Let’s go. I’m starting to get hungry too.”
Adrian whimpers, clinging to me as if he never wants to let go. The
scene pulls a low laugh from me. I cup his cheek and lean in, brushing
my lips against his in a soft kiss, feeling his heart race against my
chest.
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“Come on, you need to eat.”
The look he gives me is so intense that a shiver runs through my
body.
“Don’t do that, love. Don’t treat me like that.” He rests his forehead
against my chest, his voice heavy. “Don’t treat me that way if you
aren’t willing to be like this always. I could get used to these
gestures.”
I run my hand through his hair, keeping him there.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
