Chapter 1620 Chapter 1439: Kiss under the Moonlight
The last note faded into the air, leaving a lingering echo of bittersweet beauty. Alex finished with a flourish, a hint of pride coloring his cheeks. Silveria stood beside him, her eyes shining with a mixture of awe and something deeper, a tenderness that made his heart skip a beat.
"That was beautiful, Alex," she whispered, her voice barely above a murmur. "I didn't know you could play."
He shrugged, a touch embarrassed. "Just an old memory, sparked by seeing the piano."
A playful glint entered her eyes. "Well, one memory deserves another, don't you think?" She walked towards a curio cabinet tucked away in a corner of the room. Reaching inside, she produced a delicate music box, its polished wood inlaid with a swirling pattern of mother-of-pearl.
With a gentle click, she wound the key. A soft, tinkling melody filled the air, a waltz so light and airy it seemed to dance on the sunbeams streaming through the window. Silveria held out her hand, a question in her eyes.
"May I have this dance, Alex?"
His heart soared. This woman, with her hidden depths and unexpected surprises, had completely captivated him. Taking her hand, he felt a spark of electricity course through him. "I'd be honored," he said, his voice low and husky.
It wasn't just the exquisite meal or the breathtaking scenery that made this night special. It was the sense of intimacy that blossomed under the watchful eye of the moon. Here, on this terrace bathed in silver light, Alex felt a connection with Silveria that transcended words. He felt completely understood and cherished, a feeling that warmed him from the inside out, a warmth that had nothing to do with the flickering candles. It was the warmth of connection, of belonging, and the promise of a future filled with shared meals, laughter, and love under the moonlight. In Silveria's magnificent mansion, he had found a home, and perhaps more importantly, he had found her, a part of her that he didn't know. The more time spent understanding her the more entranced he becomes with her.
A wave of apology washed over Silveria, shattering the tranquil mood of the moonlit dinner. "Alex," she began, her voice laced with regret, "once again, I must apologize for my behavior when I first awoke. Looking back, I was... rude. I shouldn't have treated you the way I did."
Alex's initial surprise softened into understanding. He knew exactly what she was referring to – the coldness, the almost hostile distance after he'd broken the seal. Honestly, it hadn't bothered him. In a way, it felt... natural. Part of the package, perhaps. Besides, their current connection, this blossoming happiness, wouldn't exist if things had been different. He felt a flicker of gratitude for that initial standoffishness.
"It's completely forgotten, Silveria," he assured her, his voice gentle. "Forgiven and relegated to the past. Let's focus on the beautiful present we're building together. Though," he added with a playful smile, taking her hand in his, "one day, when you're ready, I would love to hear about your past. About my predecessor, your... well, your previous master. But that can wait. Until you're ready to share."
Silveria felt a surge of emotion, a complex mix of feelings that bubbled up within her. In that charged moment, under the soft glow of the moon, she couldn't resist any longer. Leaning forward, she captured Alex's lips in a breathtaking kiss. It was a kiss fueled by moonlight and newfound love, a silent promise whispered beneath the watchful gaze of the stars.
Silveria, the silver-haired goddess, was hopelessly smitten. The young man before her, a former billionaire transformed into a burden-bearing hero, had taken a path far different from his predecessor. Unlike that man, Alex possessed a captivating charm that transcended mere physical attraction. His fate intertwined with the destiny of countless lives, yet his heart remained true, a quality that had captured Silveria completely. Perhaps, she mused, he might even unlock the affections of her elder sister, further expanding his growing harem. She wouldn't object – her loyalty lay with his happiness, with their future together.
The kiss, long and passionate, finally broke, leaving a silver thread of connection lingering between them. Silveria gazed into his mismatched eyes, a kaleidoscope of emotions swirling within her. His love for her was palpable, a warmth that spread through her like wildfire. A shiver danced down her spine, a delicious mix of arousal and vulnerability.
"Don't worry, my love," she murmured, a promise laced with unspoken desire. "You'll hear about my past soon enough." A hint of a playful smile touched her lips. The night was young, and secrets, like kisses, were meant to be shared.