Excerpt: "You jerk! How dare you? Just because you are my guardian and I have nobody to ask, did you think, you can take advantage of me? I thought you stand on high morals..." Rian turned Aria towards him not quietly understanding what was going on. Amelia and Rowan were in the same state. "Arrie! What happened? Did brother do something? Why are you angered so much?" He sounded very concerned. Alan leaned on his room door frame thinking what would be her answer. ..... Aria's mouth was wide open in shock. 'Sh*t! This man really has a mental illness. How can he forget so soon?' It vexed her more and wrung her hand to punch but Alan held her hand twirled her before pressing her back on him. "Young Miss Cooper! Mind your hand." He said loudly and whispered, "If you wanted more, you should have asked me." ~~~~ Aria Cooper, a confident, brave, intelligent, lively teenager turns insecure and timid losing her only family, her father. Alan Morgan, a cold, indifferent young President of Morgan Industries falls in love with the teenage girl who moves into his mansion. Being a cynic, will he be able to change and win over the girl's heart? Will he be able to find the culprit behind the murder of Aria Cooper's father who targets her? Will he be able to keep her safe? --- *** --- This is an original story. Story DISCORD: https://discord.gg/QhhXXWq Ko-fi: ko-fi.com/munchkin_2 Instagram: auth_munchkin Linktree: https://linktr.ee/munchkin *Credit to the real owner of the novel cover.
Noor stared at Arsh when he took her upper lips between his and gently caressed them, then he repeated for the lower lip. That gentle feathery stroke made her heart pick up its speed.
It took her a few seconds to discern he was kissing her. She stiffened without knowing what to do. She had read in novels and seen in dramas and movies but she felt clueless.
She felt butterflies in her stomach. Something in her was asking her to get close to him, hold him, but her eyes widened further when he barely left her lips at a breadth of hair and looked into her eyes.
She instantly turned cherry red. She felt shy, itching her hands to cover her face. She wanted to bite her lips but the trail of his lips was still giving her butterflies. She knew she liked it and somehow craved it so she was mortified.
Jerking away from his hands, her eyes wandered everywhere but his eyes. She stuttered, feeling her face turn hot, "You- you- you lied to me…"