Just Before My Wedding: Trapped By My Ruthless Boss novel Chapter 131

Chapter 131

KISAREL

“Just for the night”

Those were Oceans‘ words three days ago.

I had promised him I would stay that night, so we could have one stolen pocket of time where Jace. Moone. Uncle Fred board, my father’s will, Reeves, Nessa, and every ugly thing waiting outside the apartment could stop breathing necks.

But one night had somehow become three whole days.

I knew it was dangerous and stupid.

I knew every hour I spent with him made it harder to go back to the life waiting for me.

But I let myself have it anyway.

In those three days, I focused on the little moments we had because we may never have them again.

I savored every second, knowing that they would become the memory that would keep me going when it all ended.

“I wish we could stay a little longer.” Oceans held me by the waist, his forehead pressed against mine.

He had just finished buttoning his shirt, but his hair was still damp from the shower.

“Yeah, right.” I smiled and kissed his lips. “You want the whole world to come looking for us, don’t you?”

“Who gives a fuck about the world?” His brows pulled together.

I shook my head, but before I could answer, he bent and kissed me.

His hand moved to the back of my neck, holding me there, and my fingers curled into his shirt as he deepened the kiss.

It felt like my body had already accepted the one thing my mind kept fighting. I was falling for him. Every minute with him made the fall steeper, and every time he looked at me like I was the only thing keeping him human, I fell a little more

He pulled back just enough to speak against my mouth. “Can we spend tomorrow night here too?”

My smile faded. “Oceans.”

“What?”

“You know what tomorrow is.”

His eyes hardened instantly, like the answer itself had offended him.

“Your engagement night,” I said. “You’ll be with Moonie.”

“I don’t want to spend the night with Moonie.”

“That doesn’t change anything.”

changes everything for me.”

I looked away first because his honesty was starting to become a weapon I didn’t know how to defend myself against

He caught my chin gently and brought my face back to his. “The second that circb is done, I’ll come for you.”

“Come here,” he said, pulling my lips to meet his again.

He kissed me again.

It was so deep and slow and so hungry that it made my knees weak and my chest tight. His hands cupped my face, his thumbs tracing my cheekbones, and I melted into him the way I always did.

When he finally pulled back, his forehead rested against mine. His breath was warm on my lips.

“Go,” he said. “Before I change my mind.”

He walked me to the car himself and held the car door. But before I got in, he caught my chin and pressed one last kiss to my forehead again.

#give him safely he told the driver, and it wasits a request

I could feel his eyes on me the whole time the driver prepared to drive of “When Verket. car, his hands in his pockets, his silver grey eyes fixed of me like he was membeling the e

My chest hurt in a sweet, terrible way that made me wish this could arrowly last forete

I pressed my fingers to my lips and shut my eyes as I watched hom divopra

we prilled one of the dres

The city scrolled past the window, and I pressed my pale to my chest, trying to see my bear

I was falling in love with him.

God help me, I was falling so hard I didn’t know how to stop it.