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I Dare Not Hope

Hi! I am Scarlet. A girl searching for a new beginning after losing two people that I love. Moving to another place and running away from my past that haunted me was the only solution I could think of to survive. However, fate had another plan arranged for me. My life turned more complicated when I met them, Daniel and Nathan. I was not supposed to fall for him, but I did. There was no turning my back on love. Daniel and Nathan were total opposites. Although they were both successful in their own rights, they still possessed different characteristics that made them attractive in their own way. Daniel was the ideal man to love because of his similarity to my brother, Harry. Smart, down to earth, and with a gentle heart. While Nathan was the man to avoid, I could not entrust my heart to him despite the strong attraction we shared. A rich, manipulative and arrogant womanizer. Which one should I choose? Would entering a relationship help me move on from my past? Would our love be stronger than the obstacles in our path? Should I dare hope that I would have a happy ever after? Please give Scarlet a chance. Let her tell you her story. Add her to your reading list. Enjoy. But, what if… something in her past was the key to her future. -------------- "I told you before, I'm now with Daniel," I uttered with conviction, trying to convince him. "I told you that you're making a mistake of stringing Daniel along," he insisted. “It is clear that Daniel is falling for you, but I know you don’t feel the same. He is a good man, and what you’re doing with Daniel would only end badly." "Nathan, let me go," I said angrily, not wanting to be near him. "I don't know what you’re talking about, and you had no business with my affair with Daniel," I emphasized irritably. He released my left hand and gripped my jaw instead, forcing my head up. I tried to push him with my free hand but to no avail. "I'm talking about this." He lowered his head and claimed my lips in a punishing kiss. My mind was fighting not to respond with the onslaught of his mouth, but my body wanted the opposite. He pressed his body even closer than I ever thought possible, molding every inch of my body with his. I felt myself opening up to him, and he took advantage of this and plunged his tongue with mine. I became super aware of every contact of our skin. He adjusted his hands at the back of my nape and the other at my lower back, giving him more control of my body as his kisses became more demanding. My hands started having a mind of their own and began their exploration. I could feel the solid muscles in his arms and shoulders. My hand ended up in the back of his neck, clinging to him for support, as his hands started exploring my back. He slowly broke the kiss, both of us panting, trying to catch our breaths. I never felt like this before, this intense need to be kissed, to be touch. It exhilarated and frightened me at the same time. Why did I react like this to this man? I barely knew him, and I was not even sure if I like him. "I want you and you want me too.” He stated confidently taking my lips again for a rough kiss, and I welcomed it with a hunger I could not deny. I placed my hands on the back of his neck and pulled him closer. "The way you kissed and responded to my touch tells me how much you wanted this too." Finally, he released me and moved a step back. "That just proven my point. How can you go out with Daniel and just made out with me with such passion? Did you respond to his kiss the way you did to mine?" -------------- Thanks for supporting my book by adding it to your library, voting, gifts, to my top fans, and giving your feedback. A million thanks to you. It continues to inspire me to do my best to provide you with a worthwhile story for your valuable time. Credit to the owner of the beautiful book cover.

bishop1275 · Urban

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Without making a scene

A pounding in my head roused me up from a deep slumber. I squinted my eyes, but it felt like a lead was weighing it closed. I rolled out of bed only to tumble down the hard floor.

"What the heck!" I instantly opened my eyes and sat up as my butt ached from the impact of the fall. I started rubbing at my back as I found my ass planted on the living room floor. What was I doing here?

The pounding started again, and then I realized that it was not just in my head. It was coming from the front door of the house. Sleepy and irritated, I marched towards the door, wanting to lash out at whoever was stupid enough to ruin my morning. Before I could even open the door, the loud noise reverberated again at the wooden door.

"Wait!" I dashed to the door and unlocked the bolt, swinging the door wide open. The person behind this early disturbance just tripled my itchiness to strangle his neck. The last person I wanted to see was on the other side of my doorstep. "What do you want?" I asked with much irritation, crossing my arms against my chest.

I did not know if his mere presence or his standing so handsomely smug in his casual wear was the reason for my extreme annoyance, but I wanted him out of my sight as soon as possible. The fact that I hate him also added to my bad mood.

"At least invite me in first." He was smiling playfully, checking out what I was wearing as he looked up and down my body. He took a step towards the door, but I blocked his path with mine. I did not need him to complicate things more by letting him inside my house.

"I don't have time for this. We have nothing to talk about, so please leave." I stood my ground and glared at him. I wanted to slam the door on him, but he wedged his body against the frame, preventing me from closing the door.

"I wanted to ..." His words died down abruptly as he frowned at something behind me. I followed his line of sight and was surprised to see Daniel sprawled on the couch. At the same time, he started to stretch as he sat upright, becoming aware of our unwanted visitor.

Oh! He was still here. We probably dozed off after my revelation last night. Suddenly, remembering what happened last night and realizing that Nathan was now standing in front of my apartment. What else was about to go wrong now? It felt like my life was turning from bad to worse every minute spent with Nathan.

Nathan did not move from his position as he continued to look at Daniel. He finally extended his hand, and I quickly recognized the object he was holding out. I thought I lost that bag in the bar. "I found this on my living room floor. I assumed you might want it back." The way he said it and the expression on his face took me aback.

Why would he be angry, or was it jealousy? It makes no sense. If there was someone who was supposed to be angry, it should be me. He had no right to come to my apartment and acted as if he owned the place. Then again, why would I think that he would be jealous? That would be absurd.

"I was looking for that. I thought I lost it in the bar," acknowledging that the bag was mine and taking the bag from him.

I heard Daniel walked closer to us, but my mind seemed to be preoccupied with the man before me. In an instant, his face changed its expression as he put in a sly smile. I knew that Nathan was up to something no good. He reached into his front pants pocket and held out a long metallic chain.

"You left in a hurry, and I think this fell out of you when you spent the night in my bed," Nathan said maliciously. Instinctively, my hands flew to my neck, not feeling the familiar cold metal, which was fastened usually around my neck. I knew it was not there because I lost it the other day.

My locket. I was staring at it dangling around the fingers of Nathan as if he was doing it on purpose. It finally clicked. His game that he wanted me to play. It made sense now as I felt Daniel stiffened behind me, probably hearing what he just said.

Nathan was staging a performance for the benefit of Daniel. Like a fool, I acted like a puppet perfectly fitting in his show. I wanted nothing more than to slam the door in his face, but I did not want to give him the satisfaction.

"Thanks for your concern for the other night..." I took my necklace from his hands. "... and thanks for returning my things."

"I think we have nothing else to say to each other, so you can go," I stated with conviction. I wanted to shout at Nathan, but I did not have enough fight left in me. I hated what he did, but I also blame myself for it. I should have been honest with Daniel from the start. In the end, I placed myself in this position.

Thankfully, Nathan remained silent, probably sensing my defeat. He must have thought that he already won that round, but honestly, I could not care less about his games. I never wanted to be part of it. I never wanted to see him again.

However, I was a bit confused about what I saw in his eyes. Was it regret? But, that could not be right. I refused to believe that he could feel such emotion. I looked at him with a blank expression as he slowly moved away from the door before I closed it gradually without making a scene.

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