Heightened emotional tension
Burning desire and devotion
The sacred nature of their love
A kiss that feels like eternity
More intense monologues of longing
And yes, still with the sarcastic author interruption to balance it all.
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Chapter 17: "Almost, But Eternally Yours"
The light hadn't even touched the floor when Aria opened her eyes—because the warmth beside her was impossible to ignore.
Kazriel.
Her fiancé.
Her protector.
Her... everything.
His arm was wrapped around her waist like he was guarding a treasure. His face, sculpted like marble and sin, was pressed so close she could count every breath. They were chest to chest, heartbeat to heartbeat. Skin to skin.
There was no room for modesty. Or shame.
Only truth.
And the truth was: she wanted him.
Badly.
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Internal Monologue – Aria:
"His scent is all over me. I feel drunk on him. I want to drown in this warmth. Let his hands shape me like magic. Let his lips erase the world."
"I shouldn't want this before our vows… but gods, I want him to worship me. Every inch. Every breath. Every night."
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She shifted slightly, just to see his eyes.
Wrong move.
Kazriel's eyes snapped open. Glowing like embers. Piercing. Possessive.
"You're awake," he whispered.
"You're holding me."
"I always will."
Her breath stuttered.
He leaned in. Brushed her lips with his thumb. Then traced her collarbone as if memorizing her.
"You're beautiful," he murmured. "So beautiful it terrifies me."
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Internal Monologue – Kazriel:
"If I kiss her now, I'll never stop. I'll burn in her fire and call it salvation."
"But she deserves more. Not a stolen moment. A lifetime. I want to claim her... but as my wife."
"Still... one kiss won't damn us, will it?"
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He kissed her.
Slow. Deep. Desperate.
Not a kiss for lovers.
A kiss for soulmates.
For those who'd found each other through fate, war, and rebirth.
Their hands gripped skin. Her legs tangled around his. They were heat and thunder, silk and storm.
He murmured her name between kisses like a prayer.
She whispered his like a spell.
And when they pulled away, breathless and trembling, they were already aching for more.
But they stopped.
Somehow.
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"I want to become one with you," Aria breathed, forehead against his. "I want your soul inside mine. So close that even death can't untangle us."
Kazriel cupped her face with both hands.
"We will," he promised. "The night we marry, I will give you everything. My body, my power, my past, my forever. Nothing held back."
She shivered.
"So don't tease me with these god-tier kisses," she whispered.
He chuckled darkly, kissing her nose. "You kissed back."
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Meanwhile... the author:
Hi yes, me again.
Just a humble scriptwriter who came to write a sweet royal romance and now I'm watching these two act like a holy blend of Shakespeare and forbidden wattpad fantasy.
Kazriel: "You're welcome, mortal."
Aria: "Maybe you should get laid, Author."
Me: "...Let's not get personal, Princess Hormones."
They'll have it the perfect moment the intense moment you'll want to love like this ..
They lay down again, tangled. Not just bodies. But hearts.
And when sleep came again, it wasn't just sleep.
It was a promise.
They wouldn't wait forever.
But when the moment came—
It would be beautiful. Violent. Eternal.
And no one—no war, no noble, no destiny—could stop it ...
Even I wanted but couldn't Help just wait if u see my creativity You'll wish I don't become a porn director
End of Chapter.