Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 122

When Aiden laid Arwen on the bed, her eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at him. Her arms were still wrapped around his neck, because of which the proximity they shared was intimate, making her feel his warmth.

"You are awake?" Aiden asked, feigning surprise, though it was clear that he had known all along that she had been pretending to be asleep.

Arwen narrowed her eyes at him grudgefully. "Were you really only planning to tuck me in? That all?" she asked.

And Aiden stared at her with a clear interest in his eyes."Do you want me to do something else?" he asked, his voice soft full of intent.

Arwen almost facepalmed herself. She had pretended to be asleep in the car, thinking that she was testing and teasing him —his self-control, but now she realized all she had done was challenge her own patience. If she had known that it would leave her heart racing like this, she might have reconsidered.

"I just never thought you would be such a saint. Carrying your wife in your arms all so delicately, just to tuck her in," she murmured with a pout as she slowly began unwinding her arms from his neck.

But before it could pull back, Aiden gently caught her wrist, pressing it against his chest. "How can you be sure that I am a saint?" he whispered.

Arwen opened her mouth to answer, but just when she would have spoken, his lips pressed against hers, pulling her into a kiss that was soft yet firm. Her eyes widened momentarily before they closed, and just like that she melted into him. Her arms slid back around his neck, pulling him closer.

The kiss deepened —slow and unhurried, yet filled with intensity that made her heart race. When he finally pulled back, his face hovered over hers, while his gaze remained tender yet smoldering. "I am not a saint, Moon. Don’t mistake thinking me that. Not at least around you. You don’t know how difficult it is to keep myself restrained around you."

"Then why?" Arwen asked, still catching her breath.

Aiden’s gaze softened, but the intensity remained in his eyes. Tracing his thumb across her cheek, he spoke slowly, "Because, Moon, I want you to know I am here for more than just this." His fingers trailed over her lips, lingering there for a second. "I want you to know I am here for every part of you, not just for the moments that leave us breathless."

Arwen’s cheeks warmed, slowly turning a shade deeper of red. But beneath her blush, she couldn’t deny the longing he stirred within her, the way her heart quickened whenever he looked at her with that unguarded tenderness.

As they stared at each other, Arwen remembered something and couldn’t hold herself back from asking, "If you are here for every part of me, then shouldn’t that mean that I should also be there for every part of you?"

Aiden stared at her as she slowly wriggled out from under him to sit up. "Why were you acting grumpy earlier?" she asked, watching him look away, clearly reluctant to answer.