Chapter 315

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“Show me what I know,” Kiara said, her voice trembling. “What do you want? Why are you following me?” Barto demanded, frustration evident in his tone. “I’m not bothering you,” she replied, her eyes narrowing. Barto tried to take something from Kiara, but she pushed it aside. “But that’s not the case! We can still continue, if “It’s finished,” Kiara interrupted. “Why are you leaving?” “I have nothing else here. There’s no reason for you to want me,” he said, his voice heavy with resignation. “Do you think you can escape me this way?” “I’m not running away,” she insisted.
Barto stepped closer, his gaze piercing. “You’re not working with me. Everything separates us, and it feels like I’m swimming against the current. I’m doing this alone, and I’m tired.” “I’m sorry,” Kiara said, her voice softening. “I was wrong. Don’t let me go.” “You didn’t doubt it until I left first,” he replied, a hint of bitterness in his tone. “I regret it. Kiara, don’t leave me. I don’t want to be without you, ever,” he pleaded, desperation creeping into his voice. “But I can’t see you again.
That’s it.” “It’s hard for me to make this decision because we’re making it even more difficult than it needs to be,” she said, her heart aching. “Because I love you, and I don’t want to lose you,” Barto confessed, his eyes searching hers. “Show me what I love,” Kiara whispered, feeling overwhelmed by emotion. Barto leaned in, their faces so close that Kiara sometimes forgot to breathe. His fingers tangled in her red hair, and she felt a rush of warmth. “I might be upset,” he said, his voice low and inviting. Kiara knew that if she didn’t give him permission, nothing would happen.
That stubbornness had never stopped him before, but at that moment, her mind was torn. Her body, however, screamed for him. She wished she could kiss him without hesitation, to feel his lips against hers again. Barto’s eyes glistened with longing, and she could see the pain reflected in them. “Kiara!” he called, his voice a plea. Her heart broke at the sound of his desperation. It was a feeling she never imagined could exist between them, but she wanted to continue feeling this connection, even if it hurt. “I don’t care if you’re the one who hurts me.
If breaking my heart makes it bleed, then so be it. Just don’t take it away from me.” Despair and pain laced her words, and once again, Kiara found herself doubting. She wanted to let him go, but she couldn’t. She had surrendered her heart to him for so long that the thought of leaving it behind felt like walking alone, a body without a soul. “Kiara,” he murmured, his feelings spilling over like water that could no longer be contained. As their lips met, Kiara felt as if she were falling into a deep abyss. Barto’s kiss was firm yet sweet, igniting a fire within her.
She gasped softly as their mouths connected, the heat enveloping them. Barto pulled away just enough to cradle her face in his hands. “My Kiara, you are the mistress of my heart, my love, my everything. These days are filled with thoughts of you. Without you, life feels sad and meaningless.” He took a shaky breath, his eyes filled with longing. “I’ve dreamed of you for so long, and I suffered every night thinking I would never see you again.” Kiara gripped the front of Barto’s shirt fiercely. “Love me, then. Don’t give up on me so easily,” she urged, her voice harsh yet vulnerable.
“I will never want to let you go,” he vowed, dark fire igniting in his eyes as he pulled her closer. Barto’s hands found the back of Kiara’s head, and he leaned in to explore her mouth with a hunger that left her breathless. She responded eagerly, their kiss deepening as they lost themselves in each other. They stumbled backward, their mouths never parting until they reached the bed. Clothes were discarded in a flurry, and as they fell onto the sheets, they kissed until they were both breathless. Long, dark kisses enveloped them, drowning out the world around them.
“I love you,” Kiara whispered, her heart racing. “I’m with you.” Barto’s response was clear. “I want all of you.” Kiara paused, taking in the sight of him. He was beautiful, with pale skin and dark hair, a striking contrast that made her heart race. “Let me have you,” she said softly, her voice filled with longing. Barto nodded, his hands moving with a gentle intensity as he explored her body, treating her like the delicate flower she was. Kiara’s breath quickened, and she responded in kind, giving back as much as she received. Their bodies moved together, a dance of passion and desire.
Kiara felt a surge of pride in what she could give to this man who was so serious yet so tender. But that pride was fleeting as Barto’s smile ignited a fire within her, consuming everything else. They clung to each other, muscles against muscles, skin against skin. Barto’s touch was electric, sending waves of indescribable joy through her. Kiara closed her eyes, surrendering to the moment, feeling alive in a way she had never experienced before. As they lost themselves in each other, Kiara thought she might die from the intensity of it all.
She reached up to capture Barto’s face, kissing him deeply, their connection sealing their fate in that moment.