Chapter 67 - Rumors (1/2)

”Anya, may I kiss you?” Aiden's deep voice seemed to hypnotize Anya, making her unable to take her eyes off him. Her eyes were fixed on Aiden's face, while the man was also facing her. They stared at each other as if everything around them was fading away.

As if there were only the two of them in this world…

Fireworks continued to roar and burn in the sky, but Anya had no interest in looking at them. To her, Aiden was much brighter and more beautiful than the fireworks of all colors. Aiden was like a light in her dark life.

'Can I kiss you?'

Actually, that was not Aiden's real question. The real question was this, 'The way of life we ​​are going through will be very long, do you want to walk with me forever?'

Aiden wanted to live happily ever after with Anya.

Anya looked straight into Aiden's eyes, as if hypnotized and immersed in them. She just realized that at this moment, the man's brown eyes seemed to glow brighter than the stars. The fireworks light shone in Aiden's eyes, but it was Anya who was at the center. Only Anya was in Aiden's view.

Anya could only swallow her saliva. She seemed to have lost her words and ability to speak. She didn't know how to answer Aiden's question.

'Do you want Aiden to kiss you?' She asked himself.

In the past, he had a dream to ride the Ferris wheel with Raka. When the Ferris wheel reached its highest peak, they would kiss and would never be separated forever. But all of that was just a dream. A dream that had long been dashed and would never come true.

After many years, she finally climbed the Ferris wheel of her dreams. Not with Raka, but with Aiden.

Raka's name had long been erased from her world. Right now, only Aiden was there for her. Only Aiden was always there for her when she needed him.

Only Aiden…

Aiden could feel Anya's tension. He could even hear Anya's heart beating like crazy. The woman in front of him was shocked because she heard his question and could not say anything

Although Aiden didn't seem to care about their first date, he actually prepared all these surprises with all his heart. He had planned the Ferris wheel, the fireworks, and their first kiss. He wanted to make the woman in front of him happy.

And then Anya could feel his sincerity…

Anya's gaze softened. She stretched out one of her hands and gently placed it on Aiden's cheek. Her hands were trembling a little as she couldn't help but feel nervous in her heart. She didn't answer Aiden's question, and leaned forward, taking the initiative to kiss Aiden's lips. She just pressed her lips against Aiden's softly, not knowing what to do. She didn't know what to do to continue this kiss. Meanwhile, the man before her seemed to be frozen because of her sudden action.

Aiden did not think Anya would take the initiative to kiss him first. He could feel Anya's soft and sweet lips against his. He could faintly smell Osmanthus scent and the sweetness from her lips since Anya tasted the Osmanthus cake she made before their date. He wasn't sure if it was because of the cake or because of Anya who was in front of him. Nonetheless, he really liked it.

He liked the lips that touched his lips softly. He liked how her hand touched his cheek, while the other hand hung over his shoulder, supporting all her body weight on Aiden. He liked the fragrance of Osmanthus and flowery scent that wafted from Anya's body. He liked how Anya's long hair fell and tickled his body.

It felt like he fell in love with Anya again for the umpteenth time.

His hands moved to hug Anya's waist. His lips were no longer passive and accepted Anya's kiss just like before. Now he took the initiative to crush Anya's rosy lips, deepening their kiss.

Their kiss was getting hotter, making Anya feel a little dizzy and her mind was blank. Fireworks still exploded in the sky, the sound filling the entire lake. However, only the sound of the two of them breathed in Anya's ears. Every now and then their lips would part for a breath of air, but a little later joined again.

Anya didn't even know how she could move. She sat on Aiden's lap, leaning against the man's body. Her hands were tied behind Aiden's neck, either afraid of falling or afraid of losing Aiden's warmth.

Their lips crushed against each other, their tongues danced to one another. Aiden growled as his tongue controlled Anya's mouth, inviting her to dance together. Anya could only moan softly when Aiden's tongue invaded her mouth. Her mind seemed to drift even more…