The Villainess is Tired of Everything

Chapter 132

My gaze instinctively drifted to Darcy's lips.

There was no way Darcy hadn't noticed.

He chuckled softly, and his lips parted slightly.

"Of course, even if you said no, I’d still follow through with what you wanted."

Speaking in that low voice, telling me he wanted to kiss, all while staring intently at my lips—did he realize how unconvincing that was?

‘I know he’d stop if I asked.’

But the truth was, I didn’t want him to stop.

Every moment I touched him filled me with excitement and happiness.

I playfully rolled my eyes and placed my hands on both of his cheeks.

"You're such a tease."

Darcy's voice came out in a low murmur.

"Only for you."

Because you’re that special to me.

Instead of responding with words, I pressed my lips to his.

Darcy's scent suddenly grew stronger.

As he tilted his head slightly, he responded in kind.

It was our first kiss in a while.

At first, the kiss was gentle, but it quickly became more urgent. As always, it felt as though nothing else existed but the two of us, desperate for each other's breath.

It was as if we were each other's salvation.

Darcy carefully followed my pace.

Just when I was running out of breath, he pulled away, smiled, and kissed me again.

I followed his lead, feeling like a flower petal floating on a gentle breeze.

It felt like a soft spring wind, bringing warmth and making my heart flutter, just like when I first fell in love.

As his hands held me closer, the desire to be even nearer to him grew stronger.

Was it because we hadn’t seen each other in so long?

Or was it because of his words about living for me from now on?

It wasn’t just one reason.

His words and actions reassured me that this relationship was something I could truly trust.

I wanted to be closer to Darcy.