The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 488 The Dream Turns Bitter

Chapter 488 The Dream Turns Bitter

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To Adeline, Victor had always been like a star in the sky, the moon behind the clouds, the snow on a mountaintop–something dazzling but forever out of reach.

Loving him in secret had always been sweet but painful, a secret she could never confess.

She had admired him for years, but never once had she dared hope they could become something more.

So how could it be that the man she stumbled into at her lowest moment… was him?

Memories flashed of his tall, graceful figure on the university track, and her chest ached with that same bittersweet longing.

Every young girl dreams of giving her first love, her untouched self, to the man she truly adores. But dreams don’t always come true,

She and Victor were destined to remain two parallel lines–she could watch him, but never reach him.

But she didn’t want to die tonight, not like this. She wanted to live.

Forcing down the ache in her heart, she threw her arms around him.

“I was set up too. I need your help…”

Her words were swallowed by the heat of Victor’s kiss, wild and consuming.

Her lips carried that cool, subtle fragrance again, teasing him deeper into madness.

For the first time in his life, the man who had always kept women at arm’s length, who swore he would never marry, never touch, found himself addicted.

Like a god who once believed himself untouchable, only to fall into the world of mortals, stripped of pride, admitting he was just a man.

lost himself in her, fumbling, burning, devouring. And together, they

Adeline woke, dawn was

marks on her skin–too many, too

spun with flashes of last night’s

had worn off

pounded on the door in the dead of night,

of how he had saved her, she couldn’t abandon him

gave, the more unrestrained he

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had fainted

her cheeks as she reached for her clothes. But when she moved, pain shot through her body like

she collapsed back on the bed, deciding to rest before

fell–straight onto his

in sleep, Victor

Her breath caught.

him. The man she had loved

lips pressed hard to hers, his low voice promising to take

too good for her. She had always thought of him as cold moonlight, and herself as nothing more than an ant hiding

a man really want her?

A dream she didn’t want

thought she was doomed. Yet fate had spun around–her savior, her partner through the night, was

pulse quickened. She scrambled into her clothes, cheeks aflame, her fingers clumsy with

finished dressing when

breakfast.” A

to open it–she couldn’t keep hotel staff