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As soon as we reach his penthouse, he helps me stand up. My body is badly shivering from the cold. Ethan grasps my wrist and takes me inside the room, throwing my bag and heels gently on the sofa. “Take a hot shower. You'll feel better. I will cook something. We didn't eat anything there,” he says, caressing my cheek with his thumb. “Presume it as your own room. Okay.” I nod. He pecks my forehead softly. Pulling away from me, he starts to unbutton his shirt and throws it away. He removes his hair tie and reaches out for a towel. I'm gawking at his chiseled abs as he begins to brush his hair with the towel. I turn hurriedly and run inside the bathroom, otherwise I'll end up getting horny for him. After removing my clothes, I tap the hot shower on, but it doesn't help. My body is aching and still feeling the same cold seeping inside my bones. I'm sure as hell I'm going to catch a fever. Wrapping a towel around my body, I step outside; and stepping towards the closet, I open the
Only Regrets Chapter 66
I step outside the room. Walking further in, as I see Ethan cleaning our leftovers, I take hurried steps towards him, wanting to embrace him in a tight hug. I recall the memories of our past meetings. I always spilled bitter words for him. I hated him, even when he didn't do anything bad with me. I feel so guilty for behaving that way. Without any warning, I wrap my arms around his waist and hug him tightly from behind. Tears escape down from my eyes, as I put my head on his back. He said he'll turn my hatred into love, and he did it. He has won one more time, and this time I'm not feeling a bit sad about losing to him. “You've won again, Ethan,” I murmur, choking with emotions. “What happened?” he asks calmly. “I’m sorry. Accept my apology. Please,” I sob, feeling guilty for the way I've treated him till date. “There's nothing to be sorry about,” he says, pulling himself away and turning slightly to face me. “And first tell me, for what reason should I accept your apology?”
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Taking rapid breaths, I pull away and brush my fingers on his abs; and then, as I trail my fingers down, I kneel down, grab his pants, and pull it down shamelessly. My heart races, seeing his arousal hard in front of my eyes. I smile mischievously. Locking my eyes with his, I let my fingers wander lower, teasingly skimming over his skin, feeling his muscles tense under my touch. He lets out a groan, his breath quickening. “Take it into your mouth, sweetheart,” he demands. “What?” I ask, continuing teasing him. “You know what I'm talking about,” he murmurs. My fingers continue teasing him, his body responding with his growing arousal. I lean in closer, replacing my fingers with the tip of my tongue. My own desires are growing more for him. I lick a slow, deliberate line, watching his reaction. “Belle, stop it now. Take it into your mouth,” he moans and closes his eyes, tangling his fingers in my hair. I stop and stand up on my feet. He opens his eyes, his eyes searching for
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“Why do you love me Belle?” Ethan whispers, his breath brushing against my skin. I turn my head slightly, lock my eyes with his, and take his hand in mine, tangling my fingers between his. “You make me feel things…I never knew were possible,” I murmur and kiss the back of his hand. He leans to me, pulling me for a kiss. His closeness fills me with a sense of contentment and joy. His warmth against my back sends tingles through my body. My muscles relax feeling secure and safe under his strong yet gentle touch. I don't want this moment to end—forever. I want to stay like this forever. I wish I could. He pulls away and locks his eyes with mine, hugging me tighter. “Belle, I am not that guy they show in romantic movies,” he begins to say, caressing the back of my hands. “I make mistakes, I have flaws, and you already know…the decisions I make are questionable. Sometimes you won't be able to understand the reason behind my decisions, you'll start hating me then…again.” “Do you k
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Every movement feels heavy and exhausting, a persistent headache throbbing behind my eyes, worsening my attempt to stand up for any longer. My feet tremble and vision blurs as if I'm about to faint. Ethan pulls me away and stands up. Holding my wrist, he takes me towards the bed and lays me down gently. My body is burning with a feverish heat. As he covers my body with the blanket, he sits beside me, taking my hand in his. “Ethan, can I ask you something?” I say, staring at his face. “Of course,” he retorts, caressing my head. “You hid your feelings for three whole years. Then, why did you ask me…for a date suddenly? And why did you ask Anna to talk to me?” “I heard rumors that you are dating someone secretly. I thought I never even saw you talking to any boy in a romantic manner,” he pauses then and lets out a gasp. “I felt horrible. I thought the whole day and night, what if it could be true! So, that's why I asked Anna to talk to you. I knew if there would be a guy in yo
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After wiping my tears, I pull back from him and ask, “Are you not going to school?” “No. I don't want to leave you alone in this condition. I need to stay here,” he says. “But…” I begin to say, but he interrupts me by putting his finger on my lips. Reaching out in the drawer, he holds on to a marker and places it in my palm. I don't get what he wants me to do now. “I am your first and biggest fan, Miss Dubois. I want your autograph,” he demands. My eyes widen and look into his eyes. My mouth drops open to utter words, but I don't know what to say. He wants my autograph. I'm not even a model yet. “Ethan…” I begin to say, but again, he interrupts me, by saying, “You will become a supermodel. I believe that. You're going to kill it one day. And when you get famous, you'll forget me. Don't know if I'll get any autographs from you in future. So, I want your autograph. Right. Now.” My heart swells with profound joy and overwhelming emotions. Tears sting in my eyes. I feel so lucky
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“Belle…” Ethan's voice guards me off, pulling me back to reality from my thoughts. I wipe my tears and my bleeding nose in a hurry, and wash my hands. I don't want him to see my bleeding nose. He'll stubbornly take me to the hospital. I can do anything in this world, but can't go to the hospital. I hate medicines and hospitals. They'll kill me. “Belle,” he says again, now his voice sounding more clearer and louder, sending shivers down my spine. I overturn and see him there, standing in front of me. I manage to fake a smile on my face, to hide my tense expressions. “You okay?” he asks, taking steps towards me. I nod and embrace him in my arms, burying my face in the crook of his neck. My heart is sinking down. My instincts are telling me something is wrong with my body, but I don't want him to get to know about it. “Is your body aching?” he asks calmly, caressing my head. “Yes, it is. I want to take a rest,” I murmur, choking with emotions. “Okay, let me help you
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In the morning, not seeing any improvement in my condition, Ethan places the thermometer in my mouth. Despite the heavy blankets—I'm shivering. My face has become pale and slick with sweat. He glances at the thermometer in his hand. 103°F. My heart sinks further. “Belle, let's go to the hospital. I can't see you like this,” he insists, sitting beside me and brushing a damp strand of my hair from my forehead. “I don't want to,” I say, lowering my gaze down. “Trust me. Nothing will happen to you. Let's go,” he says, stubbornly standing me up from the bed. Can I truly trust him? I don't think so. I don't know if it's truly his love or his obsession that is making him act like this. I'm feeling a bit scared of Ethan now. Slowly, we both walk further towards the main door. My limbs are aching, making it exhausting to walk for me. As Ethan opens the door, we see Aiden and Emily standing outside. My brows furrow. Aiden has gripped Emily's arm tightly, as if he took her forcefully here.
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