Chapter 50 A Deal Of Mercy

Evelyn

Jacob tenderly traced his fingers along my cheek, gently moving down to my neck, and occasionally placing pecks on my lips and cheeks. I listened in silence to his heartbeat, finding something intriguing about it. Another detail that captivated me was the network of delicate blue veins on his hands, extending gracefully from his wrists.

And the best part was his cologne that till now was buried deep in my system.

He brushed away the stray strands of hair that had fallen across my face, then caressed my cheek and planted a lingering kiss on my forehead.

"What's your plan now?" I asked, even though we hadn't discussed it yet. I knew one of us needed to broach the subject, "Should we both talk to my mother?"

"For now, let's not do anything. We'll wait until Danica brings it up; I'll handle the matter," he assured me, offering a soft smile. "You don't need to worry about it, okay?"

"But I don't want you to face it alone. Let's go talk to her together," I suggested, nuzzling his neck. "Sounds good?"

"Alright," he nodded with a smile, "but only after the wedding is over. I know you don't want to spoil it for Samuel and Clara, and neither do I. Let's wait until then."

I hummed in response, and hugged him, once again listening to his heartbeats.

A few seconds later, I finally voiced the question that had been nagging at me from the start.

"You won't leave me, will you?"

He pulled away to look at me, surprise registering on his face, "Wait, what? What makes you say that?"

"I just...I just felt like I should ask," I admitted hesitantly. "I don't want to lose you."

"Hey, I'm never leaving you," he assured me softly. "I love you, Evelyn, and only an absolute idiot would leave someone they love."

"What if you turn out to be an idiot?"

"Trust me, I'm not an idiot," he chuckled. "You can have some faith in me."

"Promise me you won't leave me."

He let out a sigh before drawing me closer. Surprisingly, I found myself landing on top of him. Before I could protest, he spoke again as a gasp slipped past my lips. "I promise, I'll never leave you, Evelyn. No matter what."

A smile finally made its way on my lips, "Okay." I leaned in and planted a chaste kiss on his lips, attempting to get off of him, but he resisted.

you'll get hurt. I'm not

baby. You're as light as a feather. Maybe even as light as the smallest free weights at

dare you compare me to gym

to shower me with a bunch of kisses all

A giggle slipped

too beautiful." He murmured, nuzzling my

his jaw before speaking again. "By the way, how did Dad's fashion session

of course, it went great for him." He groaned, as if recalling it annoyed him. "I

with it.

he didn't tell you about today's party

There was

and clear his thoughts. He's really nervous for someone who has already dealt with a marriage," he said, shaking his

But I don't think there's anything to worry about, though. Clara's good for him; she'll get him in line," I said, plucking an eyelash from his

"What?"

placed the eyelash on the

stu-" He was about to start his nonsense with one of his usual comments, but my glare made

wish." He relented,

me, what did you wish for?" I asked,

might be too old for this, but I know this stuff: if you tell

right. I was unfair, but not unfair enough to force him to reveal his wish. "Okay,

out a soft

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like to see you in this too much," he said from behind me, casually rolling up his sleeves. God, I loved how effortlessly attractive he looked in

he replied with a mischievous smile,

brow, my voice tinged with confusion.

of the high cut of my dress. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his hand landed on my pussy, and I instinctively tried to bring

bit my bottom lip, "We have a

or no?"

torn between the desire to speak the words that had been burning in my throat and the fear of what they might unleash. After a

I suppose I might not

felt his lip curving into a smirk

Goosebumps prickled my skin, and my knees quivered with anticipation. Though, I hadn't looked at him, I knew he must have looked panty-dropping hot with that smirk on his face. Jacob Adriano had his own charms, never

so?" His fingers began tracing delicate patterns on my inner thighs, each touch deliberate and enticing, jerking an involuntary response from me with every stroke. "So, you

his hands on me. I was

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