Love’s Cunning Ruse ( Mr.Kieran And Julie )

Chapter 222

Kieran had just hopped out of the shower, currently standing on the balcony, clad in a white towel. The cold breeze blew past, clearing his mind considerably. Julie was standing not too far from Kieran, quietly observing the man leaning against the balcony railing. The moon outside the window was half hidden by clouds as if he was standing right beneath it. Even though his delicate features were obscured, his elegant silhouette had deeply imprinted itself in her mind.

A gust of cool wind drifted in from the window, causing Kieran to turn around.

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He saw a woman dressed in a black lace lingerie, barefoot, standing there. Her smooth skin contrasted against the black lace, tempting one to touch. Her long, slightly curled hair fell down her back like seaweed, covering the skin that was exposed.

She lowered her head shyly, her long eyelashes clearly defined, attracting more than just a second glance.

In that moment, she was as beautiful as an angel, surreal and enchanting.

She gently tucked her hair behind her ear, revealing her neck. The red mark left from the bathtub had turned a bit purple, reminding one of the forbidden fruit from

the bible.

“Do you want to come in, or should I go out?” she asked softly.

Kieran had had a few drinks and was a bit slow to respond. Before he could answer, she had already stepped out.

She tip-toed and wrapped her arms around his neck, asking, “Are you sober now?”

Julie had always been quite clear-headed, but seeing

Kieran’s sluggish state after too many drinks tonight, she couldn’t help but ask uncertainly.

He tilted up her chin, his voice hoarse with desire, “Do you want me to be sober or dazed?”

“I want you to be mine,” she replied, head held high, proud and stubborn.

Hearing her reply, he turned her around, pushing her against the balcony railing. He shielded her body with his hand, preventing the cold marble from chilling her waist, then buried his nose in her neck, taking in her unique scent.

His hair had just been washed in the bathtub and was still slightly damp.

“I grew my hair long for you, though I once cut it short,” she said.

Her voice was soft and sweet, as pleasant as a wind chime.

“You said you liked girls with long ponytails,” Julie said.

Kieran remembered and smiled slightly, “Did I say that?”

marble railing, grabbing his sturdy arm and saying, “Of course you did, you said it yourself. I’ve been growing

were apparent as she was acting whimsically, just

carefully, and finally, with his

graduation card we wrote in high

cards during graduation. Everyone would send one, and after the exams

not interested in this kind of thing at first, but the enthusiasm of the other classmates made her feel like she would be left out if she didn’t participate. So, in the end, Julie bought a greeting card, the real reason being she wanted to see if

customized for each person’s greeting card. Julie filled out all she could, such as Kieran’s

also wrote down his favorite sports, food, and animals. Basically, she filled in everything she could, leaving only two sections – favorite type of

that page to Kieran.

returned them to her, Kieran’s card was the last one

He wrote:

me, shorter legs than

the woman who’s less smart than me, has

Julie mentioned this, Kieran remembered. He sobered up a lot, leaned on the marble railing, reached out to hold the

arms.

voice was deep and attractive, with a faint

so the smell of alcohol had

and suddenly asked

just stay

hanging on to the man’s neck like a sloth, her legs wrapped around his waist, her voice sweet and gentle,

a big

neck and softly promised, “I’ll pay you back

holding the woman’s perky

only a few steps, causing them both to fall.

landed together on the soft carpet, with Julie landing on top of

his head and checked, “Did

Hernandez was certainly unique and helped sober him

said, “I’m not as clever as you, another fall wouldn’t do much, but

rosy lips like cherries, and he finally

kissed her lips again and again, breathing in her unique scent, making their hearts race.

his short, thick

bob involuntarily. In an instant, he rolled her over, propping himself up next to

at her waist from the rolling. Their consciousness became

her delicate skin.

grabbed his hand, whispering in his ear, “Not on the floor, it’s

to control his swirling thoughts, picking her up and