His Forbidden Confession

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ed all the documents in the entire room. Gre

sk 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 off

to work again. I picked up the lighter and ca

to bathe? I was afraid he will use the whole warm water, and th

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

I had to stop thinking like that, he was like a father to

broken window ruined all of my w

eply to them later. There were not many women who could read

works rather than renovating this ol

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

r 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

raised my head to see his face. He was standing near my chair

fast when our eyes met? Did his breath also hitches when we look at each other from afar but c

d if you did something wrong

But for the first time, his fatherly tone didn't match his eyes. The

was trembling. The place between my thighs was throbbing so fa

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