I shut my eyes, wanting to force myself to fall asleep, but my mind was muddled. As I thought about how Rufus was lying beside me and within arm’s reach, my heart raced and I was overcome by the impulse to embrace him.
I had to admit that I wanted to be with him and be intimate with him, but reality wouldn’t let me give in to my wishes.
I inwardly sighed helplessly. Just as sleep was about to claim me, Rufus abruptly spoke.
“Crystal, are you asleep?”
I ignored him, pretending to be sleeping, but Rufus once again asked, “Are you really asleep?”
Noticing that he was moving closer to me, my heart rate sped up. I couldn’t help but think that he was going to steal a kiss.
“It seems that you’re really asleep.”
His warm breath sprayed across my cheek and his pleasant scent tickled my nostrils. Then he reached out to stroke my hair. I began anticipating his kiss.
“Crystal.” Rufus called out to me again. My heart was pounding. I wondered why he hadn’t kissed me yet.
However, I didn’t expect to be stunned by his next words.
“Your heartbeat is so loud that even the people next door can hear it.”
I flushed and shoved him away. “Go away! You’re hallucinating!”
“Really, weren’t you expecting something?” he asked me with a teasing smile. I couldn’t push him away no matter how hard I tried.
Crystal’s POV
Rufus was so mean!
I was so pissed off that I turned my back to him and snorted.
“Crystal, wait! Are you mad at me?” Rufus asked in a panic, reaching out to shake my shoulder.
I bit my lip and ignored him stubbornly. He kept making fun of me, so I made up my mind not to talk to him for the rest of the night.
“Say something please. I was just kidding, okay?” Rufus made me face him and tried to coax me.
I closed my eyes and pretended not to hear him, although his tender advances made my heart softened somewhat.
“Crystal, if you don’t say something, I’ll miss you.”
Rufus’s deep, masculine voice echoed in my ears. My heart skipped a beat at the thought of being kissed by him, but I didn’t take his “threat” too seriously.
However, the next second, I felt his warm, soft lips pressed against my forehead.
I couldn’t help but shiver under his touch. “Crystal, please don’t be mad at me,” Rufus whispered gently. Then he kissed me on the eyelid and the tip of my nose. Finally, his lips wandered to the corner of my mouth.
I secretly tried to take a peek at him, but Rufus caught me. He pinched my nose dotingly and chuckled, “I know you’re awake. Don’t be angry, okay?”
Truth be told, my anger dissipated the moment he kissed my forehead just now. But for the sake of my dignity, I pretended to be stubborn and muttered, “Fine. Go to sleep already-“
Before I could finish my sentence, he suddenly pressed his lips against mine. His kiss was gentle but possessive, and I gradually succumbed to the pleasure.
Lost in his tenderness, I finally gave in. Without any sense of timidity, I basked in this rare feeling of pleasure and warmth.
We hadn’t slept together in a long time, so I cherished every second of our night together. I fell asleep with my head resting on his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat.
I had countless cold and lonely nights over the past five years. This warmth suddenly made me feel vulnerable.
I really wanted to ask Rufus about our current relationship, but only a silly person would ask such a question.
I could only lie to myself for now. Forgetting everything else, I indulged myself for one night.
The following day, I woke up alone in bed.
I hurriedly put on my clothes and wanted to look for him, but just as I was reaching for the doorknob, the door suddenly swung open. Rufus came in with a bright smile. He pecked me on the forehead and then led me to the dining room for breakfast.
When I saw the burnt bread on the table, I knew that it was Rufus who had prepared breakfast for me. But I was happy. This was Rufus’s old way of making amends.
I gobbled up all the burnt bread happily and downed a large glass of creamy soy milk.
When I finally put the glass down, I burped contentedly, feeling very satisfied.
“It looks like I used to cook for you,” Rufus commented. My heart leapt to my throat, causing me to choke.
While coughing violently, I stole a cautious glance at him, but he looked ordinary-amused even. He reached out and patted me on the back, saying gently, “What’s the rush? There’s no need to eat so quickly.”
I didn’t say anything. My mind was a complete mess. What did Rufus mean by saying that? Did he remember something? He had fished for answers on more than one occasion. If things went on like this, I was really scared that I wouldn’t be able to keep our past a secret forever.
Just then, there was a sudden commotion outside the door.
The next second, Adela barged in regardless of the guards’ obstruction.
Rufus’ POV
Without giving me the chance to protest, Crystal kicked me out of the room and locked the door. I tried knocking on the door, but no matter what I said, she just ignored me.
I had no choice but to leave first.
While I was walking away, Adela followed me like a pesky fly. “Your Majesty, why haven’t you visited me lately? Did I do something wrong?”
I walked forward without so much as glancing at her. I was busy thinking about how to make things right for Crystal. After all, the matter between me and Adela really was my fault. Initially, I had planned to explain everything to Crystal after the matter was settled, but now, it seemed that I had to pick up the pace.
“Your Majesty, what’s the matter with you? Do you hate me?” Adela’s aggrieved voice sounded from behind. She was getting more and more annoying as I ignored her. “Your Majesty, the Moon Goddess appointed me as your mate. You can’t treat me like this! Lately, I’ve felt that you’ve been distancing yourself from me. When I went to your place, the guards didn’t let me see you. They claimed that you were too busy.”
Adela’s tone was heavy with dissatisfaction with the guards. How dare she speak of them like this?
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