Love is not soft, like these poets say. Love has teeth which bites and the wound never close. -Stephen King. |I R I S|I can not believe I did this. I kissed him. And, not even once. Twice. Two fucking times. And, then I had the audacity to say that it was nothing. I kissed him like there was no tomorrow and I said it was nothing. What the fuck was wrong with me? But, after everything, my ugly crying session and everything, when he looked at my face and gazed at me with those soft gray eyes with nothing but adoration and tenderness in them, I could not stop myself. In fact, I do not even remember thinking about anything when I clashed my lips against his. Because at that moment, he was not the Lorenzo Ace Russo who sent a man to kill me. He was just the Lorenzo, I fell in love with. And, that was all it took for me. But when he kissed me it was like finally finding out the puzzle that had been missing since so long. Our kiss was not gent
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