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Better Not Be Love

River Alecia Landon is a young author who excels at her profession. She has been a writer since high school and has received several awards. She was approached to debut as a scriptwriter at the age of 23, and from then she has never looked back. River had everything at such a young age, except a love life. In the industry, she has learned to live by herself, allowing no one in. Only then could she expect to survive. She kept her feelings hidden.... until he came... Eugene Sam Miguel was a regular guy who worked as an associate art director. He drew little to no attention and was considered a pushover by his superiors. That was before he met her. He assumed she was interested in him at first, but all she wanted was a one-night stand with him. He wasn't going to fulfil her desire; however, she wasn't going to give up without a fight. .................... "Eugene?" I whispered out his name, tasting it on my lips, and he visibly shuddered. "Yeah?" His voice was barely audible, and I liked the control I had on him. I clasped his hands again, if that was even possible, and stared him in the eyes with determination. "Sleep with me." ............

Parvdh1_ · Adolescente
Classificações insuficientes
56 Chs

Entry No:- 374

River's admission that she liked me came as a surprise, leaving me mildly curious as to what she exactly meant by it. Despite being uncertain about how she expressed her feelings, I was not going to prod on it or ask her anything further. For all I care, she can say she likes me like a puppy, and I would still take it.

The utter shock I experienced upon hearing her words is something I cannot express right now, especially considering how she staunchly defended me without my knowledge. Unlike others, River never wanted any recognition for her kind deeds, which speaks volumes about how much she actually cares for me without expecting anything in return. In my case, other than a few friends and my family, no one has ever been that good to me.

I was already deeply moved by her gestures, but then, unexpectedly, she unleashed a bombshell that shattered every wall that I had built around my heart. I was literally going to expose my own feelings and tell her everything. However, what saved me from completely letting my guard down was the alarm and panic that flickered in her eyes. Her body had grown incredibly still in my hands, and I even doubt she was breathing at all. I couldn't say exactly because the deafening throb of my own rapid heartbeat drowned out any voices from my surroundings.

Fortunately, I quickly regained my composure and told her that I liked her too, cautiously presenting it as a platonic sentiment. In all honesty, my love for her was not just romantic; it included friendship, respect, and understanding, yet I chose to disclose only a fraction of my adoration for now. I was unable to stare at her piercing gaze for more than ten seconds, so I instinctively embraced her, burying myself in her neck.

I don't know why, but I am scared that the more she tries to reveal her emotions, River will take two steps back from me, and the thought itself terrifies me.

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