Rebirth: Love me Again

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[EVE]

"I love you."

The words struck me like a thunderclap, their impact reverberating through my chest.

Cole never spoke of feelings—not like this. His voice, steady yet trembling at the edges, carried a weight that seemed to anchor the entire room in place.

When Cole spoke, every syllable was deliberate, every pause a decision. But this—this was more than words. It was a raw confession, stripped of any pretense, piercing through the walls of doubt I'd built.

My breath hitched as the gravity of his sincerity wrapped around me, undeniable and unshakable.

His eyes held mine, intense, as though the entire world had fallen away and all that remained was the two of us.

I turned my face to the side, trying to shield myself from the vulnerability threatening to crack through my defenses.

Why did he have to be like this? Why did he have to say the one thing that could unravel me completely?

I didn't dare to speak. If I opened my mouth, the dam I had so carefully built might break, and all the emotions I'd fought to bury would come pouring out, leaving no chance to take them back.

"I've seen you," he continued, his voice low and steady. "Touched you. There's no going back, Eve. You're mine now. You can't belong to anyone else. And don't worry—I'll take full responsibility. I'll marry you."

". . ." I blinked, momentarily stunned into silence.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

He just have to find a way to ruin this moment, wouldn't he?

"Get off me!" I snapped, shoving him away.

When he finally relented, I climbed out of bed and stood with my hands on my hips, glaring at him.

"Let me make one thing clear, Mr. Fay," I said, my voice firm despite the lingering heat in my veins. "If you think that one kiss—or what almost happened between us—gives you the right to sweep everything under the rug, you're dead wrong."

His smirk returned, but this time, it was softer, less infuriating.

"If you really want me," I continued, my eyes narrowing, "then you'll have to prove it. Grovel at my feet. Show me you're serious. Until then, keep your distance."

Cole's gaze didn't waver, his gaze turning softer and softer.

"As you wish," he said, his voice carrying an undertone that made my stomach flip again.

He rose to his full height, towering over me, his eyes blazing with an intensity that rooted me in place.

Before I could even think to step back, his hand closed around my waist, firm but not harsh, and in one swift motion, he pulled me toward him.

The next thing I knew, I was pressed against the bed, his weight pinning me beneath him.

"W-what are you doing?" I managed to stammer, but the words barely escaped before he caught both my wrists and pinned them above my head.

His lips crushed against mine, stealing the breath from my lungs. It wasn't gentle—it was fierce, consuming, like he was claiming something he'd long denied himself.

I gasped in shock, and he seized the opportunity, his tongue slipping past my lips to explore the depths of my mouth.

A soft, muffled sound escaped me as the kiss deepened. His tongue moved skillfully, coaxing, teasing, demanding a response.

My initial resistance faltered, and before I knew it, my own tongue was moving against his, an involuntary dance that sent a shiver down my spine.

I was swept away from reality, completely lost in the skill and intensity of his kiss. Once again, I found myself caught off guard, foolishly surrendering to the moment without a second thought.

I tried to push him back, weakly pressing against his chest, but he didn't relent. Instead, he drew me further into his rhythm, the intensity of his kiss leaving me breathless and dizzy.

The sensation was overwhelming—his lips hot, his tongue tracing every contour of my mouth as if memorizing it.

A low groan slipped from me as he sucked my tongue into his, the sensation unlike anything I had ever felt. My body betrayed me, heat pooling in my core as sparks danced along my skin.

It was intoxicating, maddening, and utterly overwhelming.

When he finally pulled back, I gasped for air, my chest rising and falling as I tried to catch my breath. My lips were swollen, my pulse racing wildly, and my mind was a whirlwind of confusion and sensation.

I glared at him, though the fire in my eyes was dimmed by the lingering daze of his kiss. "Y-you—"

He silenced my words with a smirk, his thumb brushing lightly against my jawline. "I'll let you off with just a kiss this time," he murmured, his voice low and laced with satisfaction. "Too bad . . . if you'd agreed to be mine now, you'd get to experience more than just a kiss. But for now, I suppose this will have to do."

"What?! What are you even talking about?! As if I would . . ." My words faltered, unable to form a coherent sentence. My mind was still spinning, completely scrambled from the kiss.

He stood, leaving me sprawled on the bed, my body still tingling from the intensity of his touch.

Before I could gather my thoughts, he was already at the door. He turned back, his grin infuriatingly smug.

"See you around, Eve," he added, his tone maddeningly casual as if nothing had just happened.

I grabbed the nearest pillow and hurled it at him, but the door clicked shut before it could hit its mark. I was left alone, trembling with residual adrenaline, my lips still tingling from the force of his kiss.

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I bit down on my lower lip, trying to stifle the heat that rose unbidden in my body. "That jerk," I muttered under my breath, though even I wasn't sure if the anger in my voice was entirely real.

This wasn't over—not by a long shot. But for now, I needed air. And a cold shower.