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Chapter 681 One Day…
Villain Ch 681. One Day…
Shea reached out to gently cup his face in her hands, her touch grounding him in the present moment. "Allen, love isn't something that can be quantified or divided," she said, her voice gentle yet firm. "It's about the depth of connection you share with each person, the way you make them feel seen and cherished. It won't reduce its value even when you share it."
Shea's words struck a chord within Allen, stirring a sense of clarity amidst the confusion.
"Is that so," Allen replied, a hint of surprise lacing his words. He paused for a moment, processing Shea's reassurance, before a soft smile graced his lips. "Then... my answer is a yes," he declared, his voice tinged with warmth and sincerity.
With a gentle touch, Allen leaned in to place a tender kiss on the side of Shea's neck, sending shivers down her spine. Then, his breath tickled her ear as he whispered those three precious words she had been longing to hear. "I love you," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper but filled with a deep meaning.
In that moment, Shea felt a sense of completeness wash over her. Allen's declaration of love filled her with a sense of warmth and security.
Shea felt a surge of joy so intense it seemed to set her entire being alight. Her heart fluttered erratically in her chest, each beat echoing the rhythm of her euphoria. It was as if she had been transported back in time, to the days of her youth when every emotion was magnified and every moment tingled with anticipation.
It was a feeling she had almost forgotten, the heady rush of first love and the dizzying thrill of being swept off her feet. And yet, here she was, experiencing it all over again in the arms of the man she adored.
Her heart skipped a beat at his declaration, her eyes sparkling with emotion. She reached up to cup his face in her hands, her touch tender and filled with love. "I love you too, Allen," she whispered back, her voice barely above a whisper but filled with sincerity.
She couldn't contain the smile that spread across her face, radiant and infectious in its sheer happiness. It felt as though her entire being was vibrating with the intensity of her emotions, a joyful energy coursing through her veins and leaving her giddy with delight.
"You know…" Allen's voice broke the comfortable silence between them. "I really wish you could accompany me tonight," he whispered, his tone tinged with a hint of longing. He couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment knowing that Shea wouldn't be by his side for the night, after the upcoming celebration with Jordan.
Sure, he understood she had prior commitments, but deep down, he wished she could have stayed a little longer.
Shea's response came in a soft, apologetic murmur. "Sorry," she said, her voice heavy with regret.
Allen let out a sigh, a mixture of understanding and resignation. "I understand," he reassured her, though the disappointment still lingered in the air. He knew it was selfish of him to want her presence when she had other obligations, and he didn't want to pressure her into changing her plans just for him.
Deep down, Allen realized that this was just his ego talking, craving the comfort and companionship that Shea provided. He didn't want to make her feel guilty for prioritizing her own life, even if it meant he would be spending the night without her by his side.
A couple of seconds later, Shea glanced at the clock, the realization that the night was already late washed over her. "I should go back now," she said with a hint of reluctance, even though she still found herself wrapped in Allen's comforting embrace.
But Allen wasn't ready to let her go just yet. "Don't you want to take a shower first?" he offered, his arms tightening around her waist as if to prolong their time together.
Shea shook her head, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. "Thank you, but I have to refuse," she replied gently, extricating herself from his hug and turning to face him. She reached up to cup his cheek in her hand, the warmth of his skin grounding her in the moment. "Don't worry," she reassured him, her voice soft and comforting.
"We'll come back here again this weekend and stay for the night," she continued.
Allen met her gaze, his eyes reflecting a mixture of longing and desire. "I wish all of you will move here and stay with me one day," he admitted, his voice laced with vulnerability. It was a fleeting moment of honesty, a glimpse into the depths of his emotions that he rarely allowed himself to reveal.
But Shea understood. It wasn't just about physical proximity; it was about the connection they shared and the comfort of having each other close. She looked into Allen's eyes.
"One day we will move here and stay with you…" she whispered in a gentle voice.
Shea leaned in to kiss Allen. There was an undeniable urgency in the way their lips met, as if they were trying to convey all their feelings and longing in that single moment. Their kiss was passionate, fueled by a deep-seated desire and a sense of urgency, as if they feared it would be their last.
Their lips moved together in a dance of passion, their naked bodies pressed close, seeking solace and reassurance in each other's embrace. It was a kiss filled with raw emotion, a proof of the depth of their connection and the intensity of their feelings for one another.
In that fleeting moment, Shea and Allen lost themselves in each other, savoring the taste and feel of the other as if trying to etch the memory of their love into their very souls. And as they finally parted, their breaths mingling in the air.
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"Thank you for tonight, Allen," she whispered once again, saying her goodbye.