I didn't respond. I couldn't. My brain had melted, my hands gripping his shirt like it was the only solid thing in the world.Whats should I do in this situation that's his touch is making me lose my mind
Even as my head screamed to slow down, my body betrayed me leaning me into his touch, heart pounding as he pulled me beneath him, lips tracing my collarbone. Every word he murmured between kisses branded something deeper into my chest.
The moments our skin touched it's sent down an electric shiver down my spine and I enter a new world this is my first time
By the time sleep took me, I was curled in his arms, completely tangled in the chaos of him. suddenly I feel connected to him,I could feel his desires, affectionate and deep love for me the way he handled each and every step feels like a heaven to me
This man doesn't let go and I couldn't stop him
Milan was just the beginning.
I thought maybe it would end after one trip one ridiculous, glittering getaway. But I should've known better. With Kai Ashford, nothing came in halves.
From Milan, we flew to Paris, then Santorini, Tokyo, Marrakech, and finally Dubai. All in less than a month. One city blurred into the next private jets, luxury suites, chauffeur-driven cars, my wardrobe changing overnight like something out of a movie.
He bought me everything. Clothes, jewelry, perfume I couldn't pronounce. Every time I tried to ask why, he'd just smile, tilt his head slightly and say, "Because I want to." But he never stopped touching me,my back, my waist, my hand when we crossed streets.every single part of me,he couldn't take his hands of me That was his language.All his attention were on me only me
Sometimes I caught myself staring in hotel mirrors, wearing silk and diamonds, wondering who the hell I was. A month ago, I couldn't afford a cab ride home. Now I was waking up beside a man whose name broke news headlines.
But he made it all feel… normal. Like I belonged here. With him.
At night, it was different. He was different.He had this Standard he's only physical with me at night He'd pull me close without a word, his fingers threading through mine or brushing over my skin like he was memorizing me. His kisses started soft, then deepened slow, consuming, and completely inescapable. One touch from him and my world blurred.
He knew what I liked. What I needed. Even things I hadn't admitted to myself yet.
I tried not to fall. But I did.
And the scariest part? I didn't want to stop.
Everywhere we went, Kai had this effortless way of knowing things really knowing them. In Paris he taught me how to say pain au chocolat without butchering it, even though I was too busy devouring it to care. In Santorini, he explained why the buildings were whitewashed to reflect sunlight, to protect from heat. In Tokyo, he showed me how to use chopsticks properly, his large hand gently guiding mine until I got it right, smirking when I finally picked up a single grain of rice.
I started to realize he wasn't just showing me the world.
He was weaving me into it.I want this I don't want it to end I want it to be forever.Kai is obsessed with me and that's the best thing in the world
I will give up everything just to be with him.I love every inch and edge of himself,his body,his nature .Some days I find myself staring at him while he's asleep what's did I do to deserve this kind of Life .I am ready to wipe everything for this Man.
I woke up in the middle of the night, the bed beside me empty. A sudden chill crawled up my spine Kai is nowhere to be found i suddenly feel scared it's past midnight as I swung my legs over the side, feeling around until my feet met the soft carpet. Quietly, I slipped out and made my way to the living room.
There he was standing on the balcony, phone pressed to his ear, his face unreadable but tense. I stayed back, unsure if I should interrupt. I feel a sense of relieved with his presence
Then, his eyes found mine. I quickly smiled,Without a word, he lifted a finger, a silent command for me to go back to bed. I swallowed the questions buzzing in my head and obeyed, retreating to the safety of the room, my heart pounding in the silence.
He came back in quietly, barefoot across the marble floor. I didn't move I just watched him from where I sat, curled up beneath the covers. His face was unreadable, but something in his shoulders looked heavier than before.
Without a word, he slipped into bed and pulled me to him, his head settling gently on my chest like it was the only place he wanted to be. I froze for a moment, unsure… then slowly, I lifted my hand and threaded my fingers through his hair.
He exhaled, deeply almost like relief.
I didn't ask what the call was about. I didn't need to. The way he clung to me, arms wrapped low around my waist, was louder than anything he could've said. He just needed quiet. Warmth.
And I gave it to him.
The flight back home was quiet. Too quiet.
Kai barely said a word, only lied down asleep through out I just watched the clouds through the window,I know he might be having a hard time
When we landed, I expected us to head home together. Instead, the cars split one for him, one for me.
"Wait…" I turned, confused. "Aren't we…?"
He didn't answer. Just handed his suitcase to a man in a grey suit and slid into the other car, phone still pressed to his ear.
No glance back.
No kiss.
Not even a "see you later."
The ache turned sharp.I stare at him as his driver drove away
I stood there like an idiot before the driver cleared his throat and opened the door for me. I try to stand my composture what's happening he can't fare me well.I slid into the Car as the drive drove off
Throughout my drive back to the Penthouse My mind was wondering all sorts of excuses for Kai Behavior
As I enter the penthouse,silence eloped me ,And this time, it felt colder than ever.