Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 3348

"Ouch!"

Norah let out a soft gasp. Her cheeks instantly flushed scarlet, and she threw her arms around his neck, burying her face so he couldn't see it.

Gonzalez rubbed her shoulder, a dark, husky chuckle rumbling in his chest. "Why aren't you as bold as you used to be? You used to steal kisses whenever you could. Now that I'm letting you have all you want, you start hiding."

Norah clung to him tightly, the corners of her eyes tinted pink, but her heart was blooming with pure joy.

He was right. She never had to steal a kiss again!

She could kiss him whenever she wanted!

Gonzalez turned his head and pressed a kiss against her pale, flushed earlobe. "I always worried you were just acting out of childish infatuation," he murmured, his voice low. "I thought you only liked me for the novelty of it, obsessing over me because you couldn't have me, and that the moment we got together, you'd get bored of me."

"Because I'm honestly a very dull man. Outside of guns and fighting, I don't know how to do anything else."

"I don't share the interests of people your age, and I lost that youthful mindset a long time ago. Back then, I was terrified you'd suddenly realize I wasn't as great as you imagined. Going from love to disgust only takes a split second."

A massive lump formed in Norah's throat. "Then why did you come after me when I forgot you?" she asked, her voice thick.

He had rejected her so firmly before, acting so cold toward her. Did a car accident suddenly make him fall in love with her?

That was what she had feared most—that he was only trying to make amends out of guilt.

Gonzalez went silent for a moment before speaking in a low, gravelly voice. "Probably because... without you, I really was going to die in the dark."

Norah's heart fluttered violently. She leaned up slightly, taking his face in both hands. Her misty eyes stared directly into his, as if trying to look straight into his soul, to scatter the dark clouds within him and bathe him completely in her light.

She took the initiative, capturing his lips in a lingering, tender kiss.

The man closed his eyes. Almost instantly, he took control. The kiss became as fervent as the man himself, exploding out of a lifeless void. It was a scorching heat that threatened to ignite her from the inside out.

...

Norah let out a choked sob. "I'm just asking you if it's true!"

Yvonne arched an eyebrow and scoffed. "Why don't you go ask him? Right, even if you asked, he would never admit it."

Norah burst into tears outright, acting as if she had suffered a massive wrong. "I don't believe it! I absolutely don't believe it! He's not that kind of person!"

"Oh, Norah, don't be so naive!" Yvonne said. "He was never a good person to begin with. He's done it all out there—drinking, whoring, gambling, even murder and arson. He only knows how to trick innocent little girls like you!"

Norah covered her eyes. "That's not true!"

"Norah, with your background, you're destined to attract people with ulterior motives. Gonzalez is no exception. I'm telling you this for your own good—stay away from him. You're still young. Don't let him ruin your body, your heart, and your reputation." Yvonne spoke with the heavy, earnest tone of a concerned elder.

Norah lowered her hands, looking incredibly lost and desolate. "I just remembered something. He called me one night, but he was cut off halfway because a maid took the phone. It sounded like Mrs. Atkins. She told me Uncle Gonzalez was drunk. Was it that night?"

A sharp, cold glint flashed in Yvonne's eyes.