Rosie's Games

Chapter 306: Never The Same

Chapter 306: Never The Same

As the dream started to fade away, Rosalind realized that she was now inside her room, the nightmare was gone.

She woke up in a cold sweat, her heart still pounding against her chest. The memory of the voice lingered inside her head, reminding her of its words over and over and over again.

She got up and realized that Lucas was sleeping not far away from her. He was sitting on the chair by the windows, facing her. He looked exhausted.

Her movements seemed to awaken him as he stirred awake and rushed to her side.

Without saying another word, he touched her forehead.

"Are you alright?" he asked.

A rush of emotion filled her chest as she stared at him. The warmth of his touch on her forehead reminded her that she was now back, she was already out of that dungeon. She swallowed as she gazed into his perfect blue eyes.

For some reason, a sudden longing filled her heart. No. It was not a simple longing. It was hunger. A deep hunger for his touch.

"Rosalind?" he frowned, his black hair falling across his forehead as he moved a little closer too close.

"What did you say?" she asked, her voice hoarse.

"Are you alright?"

She blinked as she wondered what it would be like to run her fingers through his hair. "I'm better," she said. Then her eyes landed on his lips. Her hunger intensified.

This was unprovoked.

What was happening to her?

Lucas met her eyes, and for a moment, she thought she could sense the same hunger and desire reflected in those blue orbs. Although, it vanished as quickly as it came.

"You stayed here the whole night?" she asked as she tried to calm her raging heart.

"Yes. You fainted last night."

"Is that so," Rosalind frowned and avoided his gaze. She tried to turn her head away. However, he was quick to hold her chin, slowly tilting her head up, making her look at him again.

His touch sent shivers down her spine. Her cheeks flushed. She did not want this. She did not want to act like this in front of him!

The spark of need that had been kindled within her earlier now flared to life, intensifying with each passing moment. She swallowed.

"May I kiss you?" he asked.

"How do you want me to answer that?" A part of her felt frustrated.

"Yes or no."

She frowned. Why would he ask her that question? This would not be their first. What changed? She wanted to overthink things but she knew she could not do it now. Her frown grew deeper as their eyes met.

This time, he was not hiding the desire that was reflected in his eyes. This, coupled with his handsome face that looked even more captivating up close, made her heart rate quicken. She needed to get away from here, to get away from this situation.

She knew it would be dangerous. Love burned her in her past life. She had no reason to feel this kind of attraction to another man. She was not supposed to feel something like this! Rosalind promised herself that she would not to feel something like this again. This was a weakness, she thought inwardly.

However, a part of her knew it was a little too late for her complaints.

She should not give in to her desires, she thought. However, at this very moment, she knew that she would be willing to give up her gold to feel his lips.

Without thinking, she reached up and held his nape, pulling him in for a deep, passionate kiss.

That was the answer that he had been waiting for.

Lucas responded eagerly, his hands found their way to her waist. Suddenly, he was on top of her, his body pressing her back into the soft sheets of the bed.

A part of her wanted him to stop, to tell him not to do it again. That this was a mistake. They had yet to marry and she could not fall for someone else again even if that person had been saving her since she went back in time.

Rosalind could find more than ten reasons why something like this should not happen again. However, she could not say a single one of them.

The other part of her wanted to let go. This was the present. This was different from the past that she hated.

The kiss deepened as their tongues intertwined. This needed to stop, she thought as she felt a wave of desire wash over her. This was not logical. It was getting dangerous.

She did not know what happened to her. The sudden greed, the sudden attraction, and hunger that she felt toward him could not be explained by anything. However, at that moment, nothing else mattered but the man who was holding her as if she was something precious, as if she mattered to him.

For a moment, she wanted to stay like this forever, to stay in his arms and enjoy his lips, but all good things would eventually end. She did not know who pulled away first. All she could remember was gasping for breath.

Right then and there, she knew she knew that nothing would ever be the same again.

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Atior paced in front of the fireplace, her face devoid of any expression.

"Will you stop that? You are bothering me!" Elias's words interrupted her stupor.

"You really know nothing," Atior said as she moved away from the fireplace and went straight outside of the house. Then she stared at the tower.

While the others, like Elias, could not see it, she could. She could feel everything that had happened since last night.

She could sense the large darkness that covered the tower. It wrapped around it like a shield.

At first, Atior thought this was intentional, perhaps Rosalind wanted to protect herself as she slept. However, she soon realized that this darkness was different from what Rosalind usually had. This was stronger, more potent. It was as if it did not belong to the Goddess in the first place.

If it was not from the Goddess then... who else was capable of doing it?

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