Chapter 125: Starlit Desires
Mira smiled as she gently pulled Zamian closer, their faces inches apart. A playful glint sparkled in her eyes as she whispered, "I..." Her voice trailed off before she gave him a quick, teasing peck on the lips. Her cheeks flushed a deep red, reminiscent of ripe tomatoes.
"Love," she continued, punctuating the word with another soft kiss. Her golden laughter filled the air, warm and unrestrained, as she finally declared, "You."
Zamian’s lips curved into a slow, knowing smile, clearly relishing her playful yet heartfelt display of affection. There was something about the way she teased him that made every moment feel fresh, like an exhilarating game only they understood.
"I love you, Zamian," she whispered, her voice tender and sincere. Her eyes shone with emotion, and her smile seemed to carry the weight of her words. Before he could respond, Mira leaned forward and kissed him again—this time slower, deeper, and more lingering. Just as Zamian began to reciprocate, she pulled away abruptly, leaving him yearning for more as a teasing smile played on her lips.
The truth was, she had never imagined she would ever say those words to him again. Those three words. After leaving, she had thought she would never see him again. Yet, here she was—more than glad, grateful even—that they had met once more.
"I’m glad I met you," she added, her eyes sparkling with unbridled joy.
Zamian chuckled warmly at her mischievous expression, but before she could add another word, he swept her into his arms without warning. Mira let out a small gasp before instinctively wrapping her legs around his waist. The silken fabric of her gown slipped against his hands as he held her firmly.
Mira felt the warmth of his grip on her waist, his hands strong yet gentle as they supported her. The closeness between them made her heart race, and she couldn’t help but blush at the intimacy of the moment. She was so wrapped up in him that the world beyond seemed to disappear.
Zamian tilted his head slightly, studying her flushed face with a flicker of mischief in his eyes. His thoughts were written plainly across his face, and Mira could sense the playful yet naughty undertone to his gaze.