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29. A Forced Kiss

“Are you stalking me?” Lyla demanded angrily.

“I’m too busy for that,” Carlo shrugged dismissively. “I’ve been waiting here the whole day.”

“Waiting for me?” Lyla scoffed, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “I’ve moved on. I don’t need anyone waiting for me.” She emphasized the phrase " waiting for me". With those words, full of hidden meaning, she turned and started walking away without looking back.

“If that kiss had made you happy, I would’ve left without a word and never bothered you again,” Carlo’s voice echoed behind her.

Lyla’s steps faltered. She turned around to find Carlo leaning against his car, holding a tissue. Even under the dim streetlights, his serious expression was clear—gone was the playful nonchalance he usually wore.

After a moment’s hesitation, Lyla walked back toward him. She forced a smile, trying to appear unfazed as she took the tissue from his hand and wiped the remaining tears from her eyes.

“I was happy,” she said with a hollow laugh. “He asked me to be his g
Asuna S.

Do you prefer a passionate and wild kiss, or a gentle kiss that stops just at the right moment? Leave a comment and let me know!

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