The Royal Contract

Chapter 873: Magic was not real New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on ɴo(v)elFɪre.net

You did it again.

Stupid heart!

A fool!

What happened to her promise to take it slow? She just threw it out the window as she had allowed her heart to perform the thinking while she silenced her mind.

Once again, she found herself naked on the bed, alone as her hands felt the bed beside her empty, just like before, he was gone. Again. When she opened her eyes, there were no signs of him, not his clothes, not a sound of anyone moving inside the room.

“Damnit, way to go again, Amelia.” She sighed, disappointed again with herself.”

Again, she had allowed him to make a fool of her. But funnily, she could not feel any tears running down her face. It seemed like her heart had learned her lesson.

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She stared at the ceiling of the expensive hotel room, but she hardly saw the beautiful decorations around her. She was trying to recall everything from the previous night, hoping to get some explanation why he had run away again.

Dinner had been awkward at first, given their history. But as the night progressed, they had started talking about familiar things, conversations smoothened out, and waves of laughter filled the air.

She did not doubt that Evan could make the dullest gathering into a lively celebration. She had always known that Evan could be charming if he wanted to, and he had it in full blast last night. She never knew what hit her.

As they returned to her car, he stopped her before she could open the door, taking the keys in her hand. “I think we had too much to drink. I don’t think anyone of us should drive. Let me arrange a car.”

She could not argue with that, waiting with him for the hired car. Then, as they stood on the side of the door of the fancy restaurant, another couple coming out accidentally bumped into her, making her lean into his body for support.

He quickly took her in his arms, not allowing her to fall to the floor. But as they held each other for a few seconds, she felt their connection. It was still strong despite how she felt about him.

As if time had stopped and the past did not seem to matter, his lips claimed hers. It was like he had every right to do that, allowing him to take what was his.

They only stopped when the car arrived to take them to their destination. But before entering the vehicle, he leaned over and whispered something in her ear.

“I love you, Amelia. Spend the night with me.” His voice tickled her ears, teasing her heart, making her believe they had a future together.

With a heart longing for him and alcohol in her system, she had the perfect recipe for disaster. Without hesitation, she said yes. She entered the vehicle with him and made out with him in the backseat of the car until they had checked into a hotel.

He was attacking her lips even before they came out of the elevator. Then, they took turns removing each other’s clothes as soon as the door closed as if they could not wait to be together.

Honestly, she was well aware of what she was doing. She could not blame the alcohol in her system because she chose to be with Evan that night.

“I have dreamed of this every day. To be with you.” She remembered him saying as he peppered her body with kisses, making her writhe underneath his touch.

Even if she wanted him to stop, she knew she did not have the will to do it. It only made sense because she had yearned for him to return to her life. The only thing that had her hesitating was fear.

But how could she live if she allowed fear to take over her life? If she did not take a risk, she would be stuck in a lonely life, driven by what-ifs and regrets. She would not experience this happiness in his arms again.

Would it last? She had no idea, but at least she had tonight. But maybe, just maybe. He would do the right thing this time. He would make good on his promise that he loved her.

He did not promise her forever, but he at least said that he loved her. That was enough to give her hope. She was not expecting a hundred percent happy ending but at least a chance.

“Now, it is not a dream anymore. I am yours.” She opened her eyes and jumped into this with the full knowledge of what she was risking.

Her heart.

She felt him push her onto the bed. Then, he lay on top of her. At that moment, he did not take long to warm her up because she was already burning for him.

“I can’t take it anymore.” He kissed her one more time, hard, with so much passion, even biting her lips before he let her go. “I need you now.” She could see the longing in his eyes.

He had lost all his control as he looked into her eyes. Then, she felt him enter her. He thrust his hard body against hers, binding themselves in one twisted union that created harmony.

“Aaaggghhh!” Moans of passion escaped her lips as she felt her body soar higher and higher. She honestly believed it was so much better than before. Not that her first time was not great, it was just that this was different.

Maybe this time, he was not holding himself back from taking her. There was no more fear of hurting her. Or it could be making up for the lost time that they had been away. The yearning for satisfaction had intensified.

It could be several factors, but in the end, she wanted more of it as he drove all her doubts away. He pushed himself until she shouted his name, releasing the most pent-up energy she could have never imagined.

But not long, he was also coming, groaning her name in the huskiest and sexiest tone she had ever heard from him. However, the night did not end just yet, as their desire for each other kept burning. It drove them to continue enjoying their entanglement in the sheets.

How long, she lost count.

It was not just sex to her. It was the most magical thing she had ever experienced in her life.

Well.

Until she woke up to the reality that magic was not real.