Capítulo 62: I LOVE YOU
WANG'S POV.
I sit on the island beside Jackson, watching as Zhan diligently cleans up the spilled coffee on the ground. As he works, I pull him closer to me, feeling his warm presence against my body. He hesitantly steps towards me as I wrap my arms around him, embracing him tightly.
His scent fills my senses, intoxicating me with its familiar fragrance. It has been too long since I experienced it, and I miss him deeply. The familiar scent of his skin and the warmth of his body ignite a longing within me that I have suppressed for some time.
As I hold him in my arms, I feel him relax. His back presses against my chest, and I can feel his lips curve into a small smile. It is a subtle gesture, but it speaks volumes. Despite the awkwardness between us.
As I hold him close, my mind wanders back to the times we spent together, the memories etched into my heart. The laughter we shared, the adventures, and the comfort we found in each other's presence. It is a bittersweet reminder of what we have lost and left behind.
I want to make love to him all night long, I want to wrap my arms around him while my cock is buried deep inside him. The feeling of my cock nestled deep within him is exquisite, and it sends waves of pleasure through my body.
I hissed as my cock hardened. The desire was overwhelming, the need to possess him fully. I wanted to fuck him hard, to fill him with my cum, to mark him as mine. My fantasies consumed me, as I envisioned our bodies intertwined, our rhythm in perfect harmony. The intensity built, fueling my desire for conquest. I wanted to claim every inch of him, leaving my mark on his soul.
Wang, you are too loud. Zhan mumbles as he turns to look at me. Loud? Liu asks, confused, Wang hasn't said a word.
The way my name rolls off his tongue makes my stomach turn in sweet ways. With every syllable, I can feel something deep stir. My mind wanders, imagining his lips gently whispering my name in my ear. It's not just the sound of my name that sets me on fire. It's the way he says my name, with a certain reverence and tenderness that leaves me breathless. It's like he knows the power it holds over me, and he uses it to drive me wild.
I want to wrap my lips around his cock. The mere thought of it makes me swoon with desire. I'd like to taste him after 10 years. I groan.
Wang, as shameless as always, dared to utter such words in front of Liu and Jackson. Zhan snickered, wanting to move away. However, I tugged him back, my cock straining against the confines of my trousers. I did not want Liu and Jackson to see, as they would undoubtedly tease me mercilessly. The embarrassment of having a visible erection in front of them was unbearable.
I did not say anything green-eyes. I reply with a hoarse voice, as I'm overcome by a surge of horniness.
Jackson giggled so hard that he almost fell over his chair. He could hear your nasty thoughts, Wang. Jackson said laughing, holding his stomach. Liu, too, laughed, joining in on the mirthful moment.
You can hear my thoughts, and I asked amused. That's great, I say, as I whisk him off his foot and walk out of the kitchen door. I then walk straight to my room.
As I entered my room, the sound of laughter echoed in my ears. Zhan's giggles, along with Liu and Jackson's infectious laughter, filled the air. It had been so long since I had heard such joy, and I couldn't help but feel grateful that we were back to being happy again.
I gently toss Zhan onto the bed, kissing him softly. He reciprocates, and within seconds, our passion takes an unexpected turn. Without hesitation, I begin to strip him naked, leaving a trail of kisses down his body.
Suddenly, Zhan breaks away from my grip. He looks down, his cheeks turning slightly pink. He fiddles with the hem of my shirt, a nervous energy radiating from him.
"Are you sure about this?" he asks, his voice filled with apprehension. "I mean, given everything that's happened, are you absolutely sure you still want to do this?"
Zhan's eyes, once filled with warmth and desire, now appear glassy with uncertainty. He looks at me with a mix of vulnerability and trust, waiting for my answer.
The weight of his words hangs in the air, leaving me with a mix of emotions. After everything we've been through, the question feels both necessary and significant.
I take a few moments to gather my thoughts, remembering the trust and connection we've shared. Despite any challenges or uncertainties, I know that what we have is worth fighting for.
"Yes," I finally say, my voice firm and unwavering. "I'm absolutely sure."
I reach up to cup Zhan's face, bringing his gaze back to mine. "This is not just about the physical act," I tell him, my voice filled with conviction. "This is about trust, love, and the connection we share. It's about us, and our commitment to each other."
Zhan's expression softens, and he leans in, pressing his lips to mine in a gentle kiss. "Thank you," he whispers, his voice filled with gratitude.
Are you certain? His voice cracked again, as if he was holding back tears?
Yes, I am sure,Green-Eyes. I mumbled softly as I pulled him close.
I want to show you something, he says, looking into my eyes.
Anything, my love, I answer calmly.
Zhan takes a deep breath and gently holds my head with both of his hands. His touch is soothing and enticing, sending shivers down my spine. He grips my head slightly, and in that moment, everything around me fades away. Before my eyes, a kaleidoscope of memories unfolds, painting a vivid picture of how Zhan was kidnapped and subjected to unimaginable torment.
I stand frozen, unable to tear my gaze away from Zhan's hands. Time seems to stand still, as I witness the relentless abuse and mistreatment my beloved endured over and over again. Memories weigh heavily on my heart, leaving me anguished and heartbroken.
With each passing moment, the pain intensifies, as I watch how my love was shattered and broken. The scenes unfold before me, like a twisted tapestry of horrors. I see Zhan's desperate attempts to escape, his courage in the face of unimaginable adversity. But I also witness the ways he was manipulated and exploited, his spirit slowly eroding away.
As time movesforward, reality becomes unbearable. I fight back tears, my chest tightening with anger and sadness.
He let go of my head, shuddering. I'm sorry you had to see that. I don't know how to explain. Zhan says as he takes a deep breath, seemingly unsure of what to say next. He took a hesitant breath, barely holding back tears.
I reach out to him, wrapping my arms around him tightly. "It's okay, baby," I whisper, offering him comfort. As I pull away, I look into his eyes, tracing my hand gently on his face. A single tear rolled down his cheek, and I reached up to wipe it away. "I love you regardless of what has happened, what is happening, and what will happen.No matter what happens, we stick together, okay, love?" I took a deep breath, trying to control my own tears.
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