Chapter 46
Could I hold her a little longer? And comfort her as if she were a frightened little girl? Every time I saw her cry like that, my heart felt irritated, driving me crazy. I pulled away slightly, placing my hand on her face so she would look at me.
"Belle, stop crying." She shook her head, clinging to me even more. I had never felt compassion for anyone, not in my work, nor in any social setting. My entire life had been about keeping a cool head for business. But you... I lifted her gaze to mine again as her nose was red, and her tears streamed down her cheeks. I’ve simply realized that I can't ignore you whenever I see you suffering, and my dilemma grows because I can't stop it. Her eyes met mine again, and surprise crossed her face.
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**Belle**
What the hell was I doing? Why was I hugging this man and crying on his shoulder? I must be crazy; the reason for all my troubles was this man, and now he was confusing me by showing me a sudden and fleeting kindness—it was heartbreaking.
"I-I'm sorry," I stepped aside, awkwardly tucking my hair behind my ears. "I really… got carried away by the situation. I didn't think it through."
I had behaved like an idiot again in front of this man. He was surely irritated by seeing me cry again, showing him a humiliating side of myself. He was the last person I wanted to show my vulnerability to, embarrassed and overwhelmed by the situation, I blurted out in a rush.
"I’ll bring you something to drink. I-I’ll be right back." I tried to escape quickly when I felt his hand stop me. I turned to him fearfully, and his expression was gentle and soft, something I had never seen before.
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Her scent was more stimulating than any perfume I had ever smelled. It was far from unpleasant; every time I felt the warm breath from her mouth close to me, my body shivered, as if someone else was controlling me. My eyes drifted to her lips, wanting to kiss them again, to feel her body against mine.
"W-What’s wrong?" I pushed her against the wall, and as I leaned in toward her lips, she gasped, "Wait!" But I couldn’t contain myself—I kissed her, hearing my name on her lips, which was soon silenced by my tongue, slowly claiming everything in its path. I felt her grip my shoulder tightly; I took her hips and pulled her closer to me, deepening the kiss, which she didn’t seem to resist. Suddenly, I heard her gasp for air, pushing me with her hands, but I simply didn’t want to stop… I didn’t want to stop.
"The family of Mr. Beethoven." We heard the call, and Belle pushed me away, breathing heavily, her expression filled with confusion.
"Family…"
"Yes, that’s me. How did the operation go?" she responded, quickly averting her gaze from me to go to the nurse.
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