Running Away From My Betrothed

ted to spend the night on that dreadful street, and he left me with no choice but to come with him. I couldn't bear the thought of spending the night strand

his four-wheel machine that we left behind with my Porsche, to himself, and now the beauty that is staring at me. He is

lf in the quiet moment. This is just all I need - Tranquility. Calmness. Peace. As I cruise my eyes around, I can't help but be impressed by the elegant furnishings and the peaceful ambiance. A stark contrast to the dimly lit streets outside, wh

else. From the gleaming marble exterior to the tastefully decorated sitting room, it is cl

with his, meaning I have taken a complete 360-degree tour of the seating room. We stare again, me feeling awkward for having been caught so deep inspecting his house. But I am gl

. These jaws, ghosh! Can I touch them? Even just delineating them with my nails? I will try a

e on the couch," he speaks, breaking the silence that had settled between us. I

the plush cushions of the sofa, feeli

ckly. I will be with you in a fl

hold a depth that draws me in, while his impeccably groomed appearance only tops his allure. He is hot, cute, smart, and I bet intelligent too. He is a cha

the country's defense forces to embark on a search mission for me? And my fri

ossed thoughts by him again, his voice pulling me back to the present moment. I shak

kwardness. "No. Um...anything will do. Thank you," I reply, my words

ath, a hint of amusement in his vo

im. Fear is written all over my face, and I have stuffed him with all sorts of weird gestures from

i

we wait for the food to arrive?" he ask

when coming and stop appearing from the

elf up from the couch and following him up

es of hot pink being the theme of the bed. As early as now, I can ima

asks, his voice gentle

hey meet mine. For a moment, I was taken aback by his genui

ll-being; unknown to him, the question delves deeper than he can ever imagine, probing at the emotions I