Awakened Housewife Ignore Betrayer's Begs (Scarlett) novel Chapter 819

He looked at Scarlett, and his eyes reddened instantly, tears spilling over. He was so overcome that he couldn't get a single word out.

She looked back at him and said, very seriously, "Damian, I don't want to miss out on someone as good as you. And I know it wouldn't be fair to keep you tied to me just because you're wonderful. But I need you to know—I have feelings for you."

As she spoke, she reached up and placed her hand on his cheek, using her thumb to wipe away his tears.

At the same time, her heart fluttered, just as hard as it had back when she first fell for Vincent.

She knew that feeling too well.

Damian took her hand in his and smiled at her, his gaze warm.

Then he opened the first-aid kit and, a little clumsily, cleaned the blood from her cut.

When he was done, he put the kit away in the drawer.

He came back and sat down right beside her.

No sooner had he sat than he reached over, easily lifted her, and settled her on his lap, straddling him. She couldn't look at him. Her cheeks were burning, her whole body hot.

Damian lowered his head and kissed her again.

But this time, he kept it gentle and brief.

When he pulled back, his breathing was heavy against her ear. He asked, "Is this okay?"

Scarlett's heart was racing, but she could feel, clearly, that she wanted this.

So she gave a small nod and said, "Yes."

At that, Damian stood, lifting her with him, and carried her toward the bedroom.

After tonight, she would truly be his.

Her legs wrapped around his waist, her arms looped around his neck. She rested her face against him, breathing in the scent of his body wash.

Afraid she might slip, he kept his hands firmly under her.

He made it to the bedroom, turned on the light with one hand, and hooked the door shut with his foot.

His eyes were bloodshot—restrained, controlled.

But his body was already burning.

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