Chapter 1268
Chapter 1268:
“What’s this?” Annabel’s eyes widened in surprise.
“It’s your wish, remember?” Rupert’s voice softened, his gaze tender in a way he saved only for her. “Fireworks at our engagement p>
“Thank you.” Annabel turned to him, eyes shining.
He had remembered something she’d only mentioned casually, and the realization filled her with gratitude. With that thought in her heart, Annabel led Rupert away from the crowd, toward the open view of the dazzling sky.
The night came alive with vibrant bursts of light, painting Annabel’s face in shifting colors. She smiled brightly, her eyes reflecting the spectacle above.
“Rupert, look. It’s so beautiful p>
She pointed up at the sky, then leaned closer as the fireworks thundered louder.
Rupert pulled her into his arms. “Annabel, I love you p>
“I love you too p>
Their lips met beneath the blazing sky, fireworks framing their silhouettes.
But off to the side, Heather’s knuckles whitened as she watched the intimate scene.
“Annabel.” The name pulsed through Heather’s mind like a bitter oath, like a silent curse.
How had that woman managed to ensnare Rupert?
Still, Heather clung to one thin comfort: it was only an engagement, not a wedding.
And as long as it wasn’t a wedding, she still had a chance.
Anger burned inside Heather, stoked by fierce determination. She swore she would tear Rupert from Annabel’s grasp.
Rupert, a man of unmatched grace and charm, was meant to be hers.
When the flawless engagement ceremony finally came to an end, Rupert and Annabel returned to their villa.
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The moment they stepped inside, Rupert’s restraint cracked. He caught her in his arms and kissed her with a fervor that stole her breath.
“Um…” Caught off guard, Annabel found herself pressed back against the door, Rupert’s body shielding her from the world.
His relentless kisses ignited something deep within her.
Her arms slid up around his neck, and she returned his kiss with the same intensity.
Rupert, swept up in the moment, deepened it.
Annabel’s senses flooded with his masculine scent, her thoughts spinning into a blur. Her heart raced, her skin heated, and desire curled through her like a slow fire.
At last, they pulled apart, both of them breathless.
“Rupert…” Her voice was barely more than a whisper against his chest.
He tipped her chin up, his warm breath mingling with hers as his hands drifted gently along her back.
“Is this alright?” he asked, holding her close, his eyes burning with restrained want.