Facade of Love

Chapter 312 Illusion

Being too close made me feel awkward, so I took a step back and pulled myself together enough to mumble, ‘thanks‘.

I reached up to swipe at my face once more. He let out a gentle laugh, his gaze sincere and open. “No worries, I’ve got the picture. You should head home. It’s getting late.”

He gave a laid–back wave, signaling the driver, and off they went.

I was totally baffled by his reaction, and for a second, I was convinced I had something smeared on my cheek. I touched my face without thinking and started walking toward the yard. I had not made it very far when something made me freeze in my tracks.

The dim light of a streetlamp cast a soft glow over the yard, where a man’s figure lingered next to a shiny black Bugatti. Squinting a little, I could make out the frustration and confusion that seemed to be playing across his face. Our gazes met, and for a heartbeat, I felt like I had been busted, like I was the star of some gossip–worthy–drama. That weird guilty buzz faded fast, however. After all, Idris and I had signed the papers, so we were nothing more than two strangers now. Swallowing the mess of feelings inside, I squared my shoulders and asked him, a bit unsure, “Did you want to talk about something?”

The guy took what felt like forever to finally say something, his voice all rough and low, “Are you two… together now?”

Us?

Suddenly, it clicked that he was talking about Charlie and me. I could not help but frown, and I almost started to set the record straight, but then I thought, why bother? I switched it up, “Do you need something?”

shut, going back to

not made it when he snagged my wrist, his voice tight with emotion, “What am I supposed to

was about to give in to something I was not sure about, and started, “Idris, we… uh…” Then, his lips were on mine. My breath hitched, and I could not even think. While I was

swallow me whole.

and for a second, it was like I was being consumed by the moment.

pushed him off

shock exploded into a fiery rage, and my hand flew out, striking his face. I

could melt steel, my heart hammering in

just ran his tongue over the sting and met my gaze, his eyes like stormy seas. We were both too proud, too heated to utter

a word.

marinating

came out gravelly. “Idris, I really don’t want this

on me. It felt like forever before he shattered the quiet, his voice a low, husky whisper, “Yvette,

and my heart throbbing, my voice a

for

breath, and managed to say, “I don’t just give away my love to just