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Chapter 114: You Mean a Hell Lot to Her than You Think
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[Juliette’s POV]I held Papa’s hand in mine and felt his warmth seeping through my skin, reassuring me that he’s going to be alright. There is a high chance that he may sleep forever, but I’m going to be hopeful that he will wake up some day. “...and guess what, Papa,” I muttered softly and slipped a chuckle of genuine joy. “He blushed! I’m not kidding. It was a slight red but I saw it.” And before I commented on it, the Mafia King tugged me down for another kiss. It was to shut me up, but boy… was it a passionate kiss. I could still feel the pressure of his firm lips grazing mine with a deep yearning to devour me. And now I’m feeling embarrassed. “A-Anyway.” I shifted my view back to the white haired patient reposing peacefully in a giant hospital bed and continued with a warm, contented smile, “I think I’ll be a stay home mum once we start having kids. I’ll probably write too. Children’s stories. I’ve always wanted to give it a try. I know you’ll disapprove. But Papa, Lux Corp i
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[Juliette’s POV] I thought I heard him wrongly. But the look in his eyes told me that I didn’t. “What are you saying, Ralph?” My fingers teased the ends of his hair at his nape as I continued taking deep breaths to regulate my heartbeat. “I’m already married to you!” A chuckle slipped from my lips. But he wasn’t smiling. He looked… very serious. Those brown eyes were narrowed into daggers. “I didn’t ask you the first time,” he whispered, his voice low and husky, and fucking sexy. “R-Ralph….” I swallowed. “I don’t… I don’t get it.” “I want to marry you for real, Juliette. No contract. No threats. No criteria, except that you love me.” I inhaled sharply. My eyes stretched with disbelief. His palm cradled one side of my face and his thumb gently stroked my warm skin. “So marry me, Juliette.” He leaned in to kiss me coaxingly. Then he pulled back to look at me, his eyes searching mine for an answer. “Must I answer you now?” He squinted in curiosity, his eyes rolling abou
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[Ralph’s POV]Subtly, her head tilted the other way and the alluring curve of her neck emerged from the shadows of her luscious, fragrant curls. I planted my lips onto the pulsating spot below her earlobe and she sighed in contentment. “You can’t cheat, Ralph.” I smiled against her silky skin and she shuddered a little. “How many more days till the aunt leaves?” She chuckled her glorious chuckle and drew her arms around my neck to pull herself closer. “Two more days.” I glided my lips across the downside of her jaw. “Fuck.” I moved up and took her lips for a long, leisure kiss, which ended with us breathless. I kissed her forehead and hugged her. “So what’s the second thing you came here for?” She laughed and slapped my back with the file in her hand. “This is the first thing on my agenda, not the second.” I pulled back and cradled her cheeks, smoothing them with my thumbs. “I thought the first thing on your agenda was me.” Her face was back to that stupid deadpan-ess. “Ca
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[Juliette’s POV]And then it crashed onto me. Like a boulder. I observed those golden swirls in his eyes burning with hurt and that hurt clenched my chest. Utensils down and my mouth wiped, I reached across the table and covered his hand with mine. ‘Growing up, I imagine the Virtuses as cold-blooded monsters,’ I began. Those brown irises dilated with fury, and I slipped my fingers through that large hand and rubbed my skin against his to calm the fire. ‘Because of all the stories I’ve been fed—we’ve all been fed.’ To his tensed jaw, I muttered softly, ‘I must speak for everyone, Ralph.’ ‘You’re not telling me that your father was fed the same story. He came to me with the aim of stealing my family’s land, Juliette.’ ‘I’m not saying—.’ ‘Stop defending him!’ Ralph jerked his hand out of my grasp, fuming. But his eyes never left me, which was a good sign. So immediately, I leaned forward and pleaded, ‘I’m not defending him.’ ‘Then what the fuck are you doing?’ ‘I’m trying to te
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