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“I did, and I told them I was in love with someone,” she said shyly. But I didn’t tell them it was you.
“Do you really want to marry me so much, Ruka?” he asked in a rough voice.
Kuka blinked slowly when an answer appeared in his head, but he didn’t say anything. Instead, he asked indifferently, “Do you want me to marry you?”
“I can, I’ll make you my wife right now,” Ren said in his low, lustful tone.
She comforted him with lips curled into a smile, “Low drama. You are aware that I have nowhere to run, right? We can always postpone marriage until the right time comics.”
He laughed in response, “As you wish.”
The sound of his laughter made his heart skip a beat. There was something comforting and reassuring about talking to him on the phone. Her deep voice provoked in her a familiar warmth that made her want to take a cold shower. She wished to keep him on the line so the conversation could go on forever.
“Have you showered? Are you in bed?” he asked suddenly. If he said ‘yes, then she could talk to him a little more.
“Yes, and I’m in bed,” he replied with his attractive accent.
Similarly, Ruka was in bed with the sheets on her. The bass appeal of Ren’s voice made his skin shudder and he had an epiphany. “Are you going to sleep soon?”
“Don’t.”
Ruka loved bedtime stories and was sure she would be the happiest woman on the planet if she could persuade Ren to tell her one before she fell asleep. “I wonder if… You can tell me a bedtime story. I’m having trouble falling asleep right now,” she spoke like a child. She wanted nothing more than to fall asleep with her voice.
“What story do you like?” he asked indulgently as if his words had touched his heart.
“Anything,” he joked happily. “I will listen to any story you tell me. You can also sing me a lullaby if you prefer!” She laughed mischievously and did not hesitate to make her requests.
He paused for a few seconds as he considered his options, then said matter-of-factly, “It’s a lullaby.”
Ruka had just been joking and was surprised that he agreed to do it. His fingers fluttered to his lips as he asked, “Are you serious, Ren? Are you really going to sing me a lullaby?”
“It’s not like I didn’t do it before when you were a kid.” Ren commented lovingly.
Kuka blushed as she couldn’t contain her joy. She could not believe she had the privilege to hear Ren sing her a lullaby as a child. That’s surreal.
“I want to hear the lullaby,” she said. She took out hier earphones and plugged them into the phone. Then, she turned up the volume to hear Ren’s deep and rich voice.
“Give me a second. I’m looking for the lyrics,” he spoke earnestly. In fact, he was prepared to sing for her.
Her heart thumped wildly as she waited like a child in line for an amusement park ride. After a period of silence on the other end of the line, he said, “Are you listening?”
Ruka responded with a hum and was impatient to hear him sing. “Yes.”
Instantly, he started to sing with his tenor voice, which was light and smooth. “Lavender’s blue, dilly- dilly, lavender’s green; when I am king, dilly-dihy, you shall be queen; who told you so, dilly-dilly, who told you so? “Twas my own heart, dilly-dilly, that told me so.”
Ren had such a captivating and precise way of pronouncing words that it was almost hypnotic to listen to. Ruka’s breath slowed to a steady rhythm as she clung to every note, and his voice pulled the strings in her heart. She was so ‘concerned about missing even one hum that she closed her eyes without realizing she was falling asleep.
So, this is what they meant by eargasm, she pondered as she finally understood the slang term. Ren’s voice made her feel isolated from the rest of the world and surrounded by a warmth only he could provide. If he were a siren, she would be the poor sailor who would jump off the ship for bim.
There was no telling if Ren was teasing her at this point as a small chuckle made its way into the song. Ruka’s face blushed. Is he attempting to seduce me with a lullaby? She felt compelled to rush over to his house and hug him to sleep.
He abruptly interrupted the lullaby and asked, “Do you like it?”
“Did you really sing me lullabies when I was a child?”
“Of course, but that was a different lullaby,” he replied with a husky tone.
Ruka raised her brows, and her eyes glittered as she asked, “If we get married, will you sing me lullabies every night before we go to bed?”
“I will,” he promised, and the bass in his voice was more prominent than ever. It electrified her and caused her breathing to flutter. The more he spoke, the more she wished he would perform , unimaginable acts upon her. The lust was enough to suffocate her.
“Alright, it’s getting late. You should go to bed,” Ren said.
Ruka refused to succumb to the drowsiness and insisted childishly. “No, I want you to sing again. Please?”
He could never refuse her when she was in such a state, so he agreed to sing the lullaby avain Frankly, she had no idea wly or how she had let her inner child show itself to him. She could be painfully independent and mature, but with Ren, who indulged her whims and cherished her unconditionally, sic knew she could let down her guard without fear. It was as if a part of her understood that he could make any exception for her because she was special to him.
Ruka dreamed of him that night with lewd images that she could not recall without embarrassment and slept in the following day. Claire let her of the hook because it was the holidays.
Meanwhile, Claire received a call from Scarlet that afternoon to inform her that she and her husband had just returned to the country. Then, Scarlet invited Claire and her family to the Ilusson Residence for a meal.
Claire was excited to see her old friend and immediately accepted the invitation. Ruka nearly choked on her water when she brought this up during lunch. Ruka could not believe they were actually going to the Husson Residence, which had taken on new meaning now that she was seeing Ren romantically-in secret, no less.
Claire asserted solemnly, “Ruka, we’re going shopping later. I need to get a new outfit for the occasion.”
She nodded and said, “Okay.”
Claire and Scarlet were very close because she had saved her life while she was studying abroad. At the time, the rullians smashed Scarlet’s car window and nearly robbed and assaulted her. In the end, it was Claire who came to the rescue. She charged into danger with nothing but a Swiss army knife. She drove away those ruffians, thereby sparing Scarlet from potentially fatal consequences.
Scarlet and Claire had been as close assisters ever since that incident. Somewhere along the way. Robert und Walter became friends as well. Tlie lussons luad always been grateful to Vanya for Scarlet’s lite back in the day. Consequently, none objected when Scarlct offered to take Ruka asliet goddaughter.
Kuka texted ken that she would be at the Husson Residence the next day while she and Claire Were out shopping.
Ycal?, I heard, Ren replied.
Ruka was excited and nervous at the same time. During her previous visits to the Husson Residence, she maintained a respectful distance from Harold, whom she found intimidating. Still, Charlotte was fond of her and often acted as a mother figure to her. However, Ruka ncver anticipated that she would develop feelings for their son.
Charlotte’s gifts arrived later that evening, including a designer jacket for Ruka. It had become customary for them to send Ruka holiday gifts, which proved their affection for the girl.
Meanwhile, in the penthouse of one of the most prestigious high-rise buildings uptown, a slender silhouette dressed in a silk negligée stood before the glass wall and gazed out at the night scene below. She was holding a glass of wine, but she anxiously checked the time instead of admiring the cityscape.
Her long hair cascaded in luscious waves over her shoulders with the softness and transparency of her features gave her an endearing appearance. Nevertheless, since she assumed her mother’s position, she exuded an authority that demanded respect.
While she was accustomed to navigating the challenges of her professional life, at home, she just wanted to be pampered by her husband. The three days since Richard had left for outstation for mission handover proceedings had been excruciatingly painful for the newlyweds.
Although they were legally registered as husband and wife, they agreed that their wedding reception would take place in the second half. This was due the numerous responsibilities they had to attend to during the first half of the year.
Angela glanced at the time and felt her impatience intensify. She glanced over her shoulder at the simple welcome-home arrangement she had just created. There was a bouquet of fresh flowers, a bottle of fine red wine, and several scented candles lit and flickering in the dim apartment. Indeed, this was the ideal and romantic setting for her husband to return home. As for the gift. she believed she was the best gift she could give him.
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