Chapter 309 - Please be my wife

Her eyes welled up with tears as she continued to gaze into his own.Find authorized novels in , faster updates, better experience, Please click #'s-heart_15099745906890005/please-be-my-wife_51093963725129553 for visiting.

His facial feature looked ten years older, but it only makes it obvious that he will only get more beautiful as he grows.

He was too good looking and could attract unwanted attention to him.

She wanted to open her mouth to talk, but couldn't manage to form any words.

He still looked into her eyes seriously and she had no idea why he was like that.

Oddly, she didn't hate it.

She missed being this close to him and she wondered if he also missed it or he was occupied with his side women and didn't care.

But even if that's the case, he was here standing in front of her like she was his whole world.

Why is this so complicated?

She felt his thumb reach up to her face and wiped her tears.

He wasn't being extra emotional like he was, the last time. He looked like he had made up his mind on something.

The pregnant silent finally gave birth. He spoke.

"You think I'm addicted to s.e.x, but that's not it, baby." 

His eyes scanned her body from head to toe and she felt adrenaline rush inside her.

Goosebumps began to surface on her skin as if he was using his eyes to undress her.

She let out a shaky breath under his gaze.

She has missed how he makes her feel, no matter where they are.

Shee missed how being on the street with him felt like they were inside a room with both of them alone. Like every eye doesn't matter and she could let loose and express her emotions.

How he claimed her lips, just to show whoever that was looking at her that she's taken.

To mock them that he could touch her and they wouldn't dare.

His eyes settled back to stare into her own.

"You're beautiful. You're so perfect that you make me feel insecure. You make me feel emotions that could make me be locked in a mental institute.

I already have you, but I still crave you. I fear losing you the more I'm with you. You drive me crazy and I feel like locking you up, where no eyes will reach you.

Where no man would interest you. Where I could stop feeling like one day, you will cease to exist in my life. You make me feel obsessed with you and s.e.x?"

He paused and her body shivered by the intensity in his tone and the way he looked dreamy.

Oh dear! He's going insane?

Love is making him go crazy.

He was only speaking, but it felt like his breath as he spoke was blowing on her skin and threatening a m.o.a.n to escape her lips.

He affected her like a drug. She was just as addicted as he was, but men have their ways of showing their addiction.

They are already doing so much, but still felt it wasn't enough.

He chuckled softly and slowly let out a shaky sigh.

Belle saw his body tense. He was acting strong, but he wasn't as calm on the inside.

It makes her feel like she hurt him and it makes her heart tightened, even though he was the one who wronged her.

He was the one who gave her sleepless nights.

Why playing the victim?

Why is she feeling regret, even though she didn't do anything?

Why did she love him this much?

"S.e.x?" He asked again and went silent for a while, before releasing her hand and she missed the touch immediately, but blinked profusely as it went around her waist and he pulled her closer to himself.

"I felt more relaxed that I owned you each time we made love. It gives me the satisfaction I lack that you're mine. I'm not addicted to s.e.x, baby. I'm addicted to you. 

You made me hungry for s.e.x. You mess my head up. It wasn't the intercourse that matters to me.

Listening to you m.o.a.n under me, feeling the contact of our body against each other, hearing you call my name with so much satisfaction and seeing how your eyes rolled in pleasure…."

Belle m.o.a.ned subconsciously.

His words were driving her wild. She could feel herself wet already and the strong urge to go n.a.k.e.d and have him ruin her like he always did, kept increasing more and more.

"Those were what I'm addicted to, not the penetration itself. Your face, your reaction, you yourself is what I'm addicted to, so please don't ever think I only want your body. I want you and you alone." He breathed the last sentence with a drop of tears escaping his eyes.

Belle burst into tears immediately, her lips quivering and body trembling softly.

She felt like she knew what would come next.

He didn't cheat on her. That part she refused to believe could be possible was actually possible.

There was an explanation for what she saw that day.

"That lady you saw that I'm helping to my car got hurt because of me. She couldn't walk and I had to take her to the hospital, but yes, she has other motives and the leaning you saw and assumed she kissed me was she telling me I look good.

I only see her as my colleague, but I drew a line immediately. I made it clear to her that she shouldn't consider me a friend anymore and I left the hospital.

I went to the extreme miles, when I shouldn't, just because I didn't want to hurt you. Because I didn't want a situation where you misunderstood me.

I don't want your feelings for me to waver. I can't live without you." He said and let go of her slowly.

She felt emptiness consumed her as he pulled away.

She couldn't move, because if she did, she would fall. Her legs were shaking so badly.

Michael reached his hand into his pocket and Belle's eyes widened in shock, seeing the small black box in his hand.

"You know, I have always wanted to make you mine completely by making you my wife, but my promise to your father held me back.

I promised him to give you the best and always felt I haven't achieved enough yet, so I keep working hard towards my goal.

It was like I exist for you, baby. Nothing I did, wasn't tied to what I want our future to be like.

But you know what, I don't care anymore. I will work towards those goals with you by my side. As my other half, so please marry me.

Let me be your man completely. To stop missing you even though we are together. To stop saying goodnight and turning away to leave. 

I want you in my arms everyday, every night. I love you Belle, so please be my wife…."