"Cole... I did what you asked. I found a way to break off your engagement with Regina. So... does this mean you'll finally consider being with me?" Sarah asked.
Her slender fingers trailed across Cole's chest, stoking the fire between them as she was desperate for his affection.
Cole stiffened. He looked up once more at the rows of memorial lining the wall—names he had no respect for.
The rage and hunger he'd buried deep within him surged like a fire long overdue, roaring to life with just a single touch. He turned sharply and pulled her close, just so her soft curves could mold into him.
His eyes settled on her face. Sarah's brows were almost identical to Serena's. Even the curve at the corners of her eyes looked uncannily similar. They were nearly a perfect match.
Sarah lay demurely on the cushion with her cheeks flushed as she gave him a playful push. "Are you that eager? You just called off your engagement… and this is a family chapel, after all."
"That makes it all the more thrilling, right?" Cole chuckled, flipped Sarah over, and tore away the layers of clothing until her pale skin was laid bare.
But his mind was filled with Serena—her voice, her touch, and the way she held his arm with such genuine concern.
Since he couldn't be with Serena, a substitute was more than enough to burn off the ache.
The candles flickered beside the memorial, casting shadows that danced wildly along the walls. Their gasps and whispers echoed like quiet chants, rising and falling until night swallowed the sky.
Two figures remained tangled.
Sarah lay nestled against Cole, no trace left of the bashful woman from before. She kissed his chin with her eyes soft with longing.
"I'm yours now, Cole… Won't you make it official? I know I'm not worthy of standing beside you yet. But if you just give me a chance, I'll prove myself.
"One day, I'll earn that place—to stand by your side with your name. Just trust me… Please?"
With that, Sarah suddenly sat up, straddling him like a rider on horseback while watching his pleasure with hungry eyes. She leaned down and nipped at his throat, right at his Adam's apple.
Cole's eyes were half-lidded. In the wavering candlelight, he seemed to see Serena for a fleeting second.
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