Before even Arwen could react, Aiden’s lips captured hers, pushing her back on the mattress. This time there was no hesitation, no restraint. His kisses trailed down her neck, his hands exploring her with reverence that left her trembling beneath him.
Arwen might have hesitated for a moment, but all her doubts melted away when Aiden’s hand slipped around her waist, pulling her closer as his lips found a sensitive spot just below her ear.
Though his every touch gave her a burning sensation, she couldn’t help the shiver she felt down her spine every time she felt his breath near her ears. She hadn’t realized the full extent of the power he held over her until now. The way he kissed her, touched her, made her feel —left her completely undone.
Matching his intensity, she responded to his kisses with equal fervor. Her hands slipped beneath his shirt to feel the warmth of his skin. The sensation sent a thrill through her, once again making her bolder.
In her desperation, she let her instinct take charge. She didn’t realize what she was doing until she heard the sound of the button popping and hitting the floor. That small sound was not important, but still, it stilled her momentarily, her breath hitching in surprise.
Her wide eyes met with Aiden’, and for a second something close to embarrassment flickered in her gaze.
But Aiden didn’t mind it at all. Instead of giving her words of assurance to not stop and continue ahead, he leaned down to brush his lips against hers before trailing lower, letting her feel the small things such as that don’t matter at all.
And Arwen felt it too well. His kisses and touches made her forget it all over again While she remained lost, their clothes disappeared piece by piece. Each of them was discarded carelessly, leaving them bare and vulnerable yet utterly safe with each other.
She shivered feeling the cold air, but just before she would have complained, Aiden covered her with the blanket.
The intimacy that followed later was not just physical —it was something deeper that molded their hearts together. Aiden’s moves were deliberate yet consuming —his touch gentle yet possessive.
Arwen didn’t falter anywhere. She met him with equal passion, whispering the pleas to urge him on.
While they stayed lost in each other’s arms, the world outside felt fading away. To them, only that moment of passion was what existed.
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Meanwhile, back in South City Hospital, Delyth sat on the bed, scrolling through the internet feed with a growing sense of irritation. Her mood which had already been terrible, seemed to be worsening with every passing second. No matter, how much she tried to distract herself, the bitterness gnawed at her relentlessly.
When Ryan had posted the public statement in her defense, she had felt a moment of victory, finally feeling that she had won over Arwen. But, she never knew that her happiness would be such short-lived.
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