His Forbidden Confession
ent
a p.
ed all the documents in the entire room. Gre
ask forgiveness for its mistake… Ugh, why d
ered with dense big trees, golden pillar of our holy church and children playing happily in the rose garden...as if the to
ever, they were useless for stopping the wind, but
g, leaving the dar
-related work. The small office was made of wood. The walls and floor were so old that they always made an irritating sound
clean this o
to work again. I picked up the lighter and ca
e to bathe? I was afraid he will use the whole warm water, and
after picking up the documents. I hav
, I thought you have
her Nicholas came from behind. Controlling a
efined hip bones...hiding those long legs. It's been five years since I was living here, but still seeing him without his black casso
He smiled when his deep blue eyes met mine...that smile, that smile made me do sinful
dagger. And those red savory lips…oh, so luscious. How could a man look so perfect? I asked m
I had to stop thinking like that, he was like a father to
t broken window ruined all of my
eply to them later. There were not many women who could read
l works rather than renovating this
me. I clenched the paper so ti
ver his muscles, the shirt get tighter when he folded
did y
t. Looking into his face, I tried to calm my
nothing
the way, a parent would look wh
ross like that when you
as gripping my cross so tightly. I
e gripped his cross so tightly. I used to make fun of him when he did that. But tw
hought, was a small childish fascination beca
is a god's man after all. And I should have felt disgusted by seeing a man of my
er get, but still every single night
ng princess, you w
body shivered like a lightning bolt...I could feel the warmth spreading from my hands t
I raised my head to see his face. He was standing near my chai
fast when our eyes met? Did his breath also hitches when we look at each other from afar but
id if you did something wro
But for the first time, his fatherly tone didn't match his eyes. The
at was trembling. The place between my thighs was throbbing s
s the sound of romping wind outside the tower...and the cranky sounds of old wooden windows, clashing with each other. There was a storm coming...I
you shou
The way his chest was rising and falling swiftly,
he left the room. Leaving me