“Noo!” I woke up screaming, holding my chest to breath with tears blurring my vision.
“No, No, It’s not me.” I whispered in a broken voice.
I ran out of the room and looked for Ryan desperately.
“It’s not me, I swear.”
I lost my breath as it began to suffocate me. Tears brimmed in my eyes as my mind was clouded with terror.
My hands and feet turned cold along with cold sweat over my forehead.
I entered his studies and saw him leaning on the table, one hand over his face, covering his face while his other hand was resting on the table.
He looked like a complete mess, messy hairs, coat thrown on the ground, the buttons of his shirt were opened revealing his toned chest.
“Rebe-” He tried to call.
I rushed to him as I clutched his shirt. He shifted and looked at me in bafflement. I sniffed while tears rolled down and I began to say in a croaked voice.
"Please, trust me. I.. I didn't cheat on you. I can be anything but I cannot be a cheater. Please have faith in me.” I pleaded desperately.
“These notes and things were before our marriage. I swear I cut off all my contacts with him, I don't know how he got my number but I am not that low.” I continued, hoping he would listen.
“Please, I am sorry. I.. I have burned all the notes, I promise I will not talk to any other man than you but please.. Don't accuse me of cheating. Please.. I swear, I am not."
Tears flowed from my eyes without any halt followed by the sound of my soft cries while gripping his shirt tighter.
“I will do anything for your trust but please have faith in me, I didn’t. I only have you, how can I lose you?” I asked, speaking the heartbreaking fact.
Soon, this unbearable feeling filled me as my soft cries turned into loud sobs of misery. He remained silent.
I rested my head on his chest and whispered, "Please.. don't look at me like that.. Please say something. If you want to hit me then do it but please don’t be silent, don’t look at me like this.”
“I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. I am sorry. I am so sorry. Please, I cannot lose you too" I continued to cry as I felt his dire gaze upon me. My hand began to quiver as I felt my heart bleeding.
My mind was convinced to do whatever it takes for his trust.
His one hand moved from my shoulder and trailed down to my hand as he held my wrist.
“Please, don’t neglect me, don’t do this.”
I slowly pulled away and lifted my gaze to meet his which held such mystifying emotions in them, baffled by his gaze.
I just looked at him with my watery gaze. His eyes traveled to my hand as he looked at the bangles on my hand.
My lips began to quiver and finally I called him by his name in a hoarse whisper, "Ryan... "
He turned his head to me and looked at me intensely.
“Please, Ryan. Trust me.”
His hand from my wrist, moved and held my hand as he moved his other than close to my face and wiped the tears with his thumb while cupping my cheek.
“Rebecca.” He called my name and it made my heart race.
My quivering lips also curved upward when I saw his smile.
“You don’t have to beg. I trust you.”
I sniffed and didn't let go of his shirt.
“Really?” I asked with felicity coming to my face. He nodded.
“I should have told you before about it, I don’t know. I told him not to call me anymore, I don’t know how he did but I never thought about anyone-” I tried to provide justification but held me firmly.
His hand moved to my neck as he pulled my face close to his.
“Hey, hey, I have utterly faith in your words. I should have asked first.” He whispered, smiling affectionately.
“You are not angry, are you?” I asked innocently.
His hot breath lingered on my face as some eerie satisfaction rushed in my veins, my heart began to flutter as it picked pace and began to beat fast.
“Are you?” I asked hesitantly. I raised my gaze and met him which held in-depth emotions of devotion in them, it wasn't love but it still gave me tranquility.
“Ryan?”
My eyes flicker with a hint of fondness and the same dedication as his.
“What do you think?” He asked huskily.
He continued to stroke me affectionately as none of us spoke another word. My heart pounded against my chest and I let out soft pants.
His face was so close to mine, I slowly closed my eyes as my grip on his hand tightened. My breath was uneven as I felt nervous.
I shivered when his lips brushed against mine, a sweet elation traveled to my core. My mind lost its senses and I began to desire nothing but to feel the delicacy of his lips.
I somehow began to yearn for him.
A sacred feeling filled my whole being when he slowly pressed his lips deeper upon mine, engulfing me in the kiss.
The kiss wasn't like before, it held deep emotions and meant a lot to us.
I felt extremely gratified, my mind began to crave more of him, wanting nothing but him. His hand moved to my hair as he twirled his fingers around my locks.
We both moved our lips slowly in a mystic rhythm. The way our lips moved, the way our heartbeat synchronized, the way this ecstasy filled us, it was so mesmerizing as it was embedded deeply in our souls.
He pulled me more close to him, my body was pressed against his and a moan escaped my lips in pleasure.
His bare chest was pressed against me, surging a wave of lust in me, clouding my mind with nothing but him. He deepened the kiss as my whole being felt like it's on fire.
I never felt an euphoria like this before, it is initiating strange thoughts in me which I can't pull away from.
My body, my soul, every inch of my core wants him and I cannot hide this fact behind my facades. I want him.