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.

in her, fumbling, burning, devouring. And

dawn was

revealed the marks

flashes of last night’s

body had worn off after the second time. But

pounded on the door in the dead

him to end it. But thinking of how he had saved her, she couldn’t

more she gave,

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last she had fainted in

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

she collapsed back on the bed, deciding

eyes fell–straight onto

sleep, Victor was

Her breath caught.

really was him. The man she had loved from afar for so

so fierce it nearly broke her chest. She remembered his lips pressed hard to hers, his low voice promising to take responsibility. Her heart raced, glowing with

thought of him as cold moonlight, and herself as nothing

really want her? Could they really have a

felt like a dream. A dream she didn’t want to

Yet fate had spun around–her savior, her partner through the night,

into her clothes, cheeks aflame,

had barely finished dressing when a

your breakfast.” A

hurried to open it–she couldn’t keep hotel staff