Arranged Marriage With Mr Playboy – Episode 61

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Kiara’s P.O.V

I watched as Kyle closed the driver’s door and made his way around the car over to the passenger’s side.

My side.

I shifted in my sear nervously thinking of what he will do.

Would he?

I hope not.

I’m not ready.

The door opened and Kyle reached in, clicking my belt off for me.

I was about to get off myself until he slipped his strong arms under my legs and picked me up in a bridal style, closing the door as I got out.

I threw my head back to look at the sky, pitch black, cloudy, no stars, 11:00 at night.

I breathed deeply through my nose, and then I felt a kiss on my neck.

I looked up to feel Kyle’s lips on my cheek.

“Kyle, what are you going to do?”

He looked at me, before pecking my lips.

“I won’t hurt you, I promise. ”

I felt a bit relieved, but that could mean any thing.

When he carried me in the large apartment we owned and pushed the door closed, he didn’t put me down.

Instead, I felt myself being carried up the stairs, inside our bedroom.

Then, he closed the door, and put me down, pushed me against the wall.

“Kyle, can you y…”

His lips cut me off, pressing hard onto mine, so I couldn’t speak anymore.

I didn’t know if I was thinking right or not but I ended up kissing him back.

He slipped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer into him.

His kiss began to soften, his fingers caressing my waist.

Was this right?

It felt right.

My fingers tangled in his thick, brown hair, leaving strands sticking out if I let go.

He let out a soft groan, pulling his lips away and brushing them against my hand.

“I love you.” He kissed the tips of my fingers and ran his other hand through my hair.

“So much.”

I brushed my fingers across his face.

“I love you too.”

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He touched my left fingers with his pointer and thumb, resting his forehead against mine.

I pecked him once softly, tying my arms around his neck.

“This one…” He trailed off, his voice quiet and gentle.

“There is going to be a diamond on it one day. ”

My cheeks blushed a feel shade of red as I bit into my bottom lip faintly.

“And your last name, mine.” He smirked.

“Kiara Kyle.”

I like that.

“And then?”

His lips met the top of my eyes.

“And then, the little kyle comes.”

“And then….” I pressed on, just as he planted a long kiss on my forehead.

“And then….” He kissed my head again before saying.

“….Forever comes.”

I sighed when I felt his hot breath trail down to my mouth and I opened my eyes weakly.

“Kyle, you don’t know that.”

“I do. ” he hook his head.

“And so do you. ”

“What if something break us, and then what?”

Kyle slowly dropped his arms and gripped then around my waist again, this time, digging his head in the crook of my neck as I played with his hair.

“Then, I will make sure nothing like that forever does happen. No matter what! ”

For some time, we stayed like that.

We didn’t say anything, really.

Silence overwhelmed the entire room as I stayed inside Kyle’s arms.

I don’t know how long we stayed like that, probably a long time but… I didn’t care.

I felt safe, and comfortable.

After a while, he finally decided to break the quietness.

“Hey baby,” he started to say,still hugging me tight.

“Mmm?” I mumbled in response, waiting for what he wanted to say.

“I want to…”

“You want to what?” My whispers were muffled against his shirt, but I knew he heard.

“I…”

“You what, kyle?”

And then he said the word that frightened me more than anything before yet at the same time, made my heart skip a thousand and one beats.

“I want to make you mine….”