Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 386:

“Home? No thanks. My bed’s too stiff. You’re warm and soft, and you smell good. Why would I leave?”

His bed was stiff? What kind of nonsense was that? He slept on a mattress so expensive it could pay her rent for a year, and he had the nerve to call it uncomfortable. He was shamelessly making excuses just to keep clinging to her.

Without hesitation, Brian slid his arms around her waist and pulled her even closer.

“Brian, let go! Just stop it!”

Rachel’s voice was tight with frustration, though she kept it low. But Brian knew she wouldn’t raise her voice, which only encouraged him to tighten his grip.

“If you don’t let go, I’ll call someone in here.”

“Go on, call them. I’m just holding my girlfriend—who’s going to stop me?”

Rachel clenched her teeth. “How can you be this shameless?”

even remember how long they had been

word

another word, he cupped the back of her head and kissed her

had been craving this for so long—to kiss her until she was breathless, leaving her no room to push him

face, the way she used to look at him, trying

been too sick, too fragile for him to be this reckless. But now, with her back to full strength and a bit of alcohol

shove him off, but he was

close, he whispered against her lips, “What do you think Jeffrey and Andres would say if they walked in right

think about the rest. She refused to let

voice cracked as she choked on her sobs,

her pale complexion making her seem almost ghostly, and now, with her face streaked with tears, she

enough to press soft kisses against the dampness on her face, brushing away her tears with

his actions

pleaded, her voice breaking