Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Why had Marcus rushed through his shower with such haste? A mere moment
ago, he had been enclosed within the bathroom’s embrace, and now he
emerged, leaving behind its sanctuary. The sudden appearance caught her off
guard.
Gazing upon the chiseled contours of Marcus’ visage against the canvas of his
robust chest, Millie found herself enveloped in a shroud of shyness. With
unblemished sincerity, she voiced her thoughts.
“Nay, only a solitary question did I chance upon.”
Her hand ascended to Lend support against the imposing bastion of Marcus’
chest, encountering the terrain of his robust and dewy sinews.
Her gaze lifted, encountering his intent stare. Millie's reticence deepened,
mingling with a tincture of culpability.
“I but perused the initial query. You should replace it. By my honor falsehoods
shall not cross my lips.”
To underscore her pledge, Millie's hand ascended in a solemn oath, yet Marcus,
swift as a zephyr, quelled the gesture and enfolded her within his embrace, a
paragon of solace.
“Fret not.”
Should her desire dare to traverse the boundless expanse, he'd bestow upon her
the entirety of his possession, Let alone a mere query of academia.
In the moment that Leon unmasked Millie's alias as Aisha, a tempest of anxiety
raged within Marcus. How ineffable was the sensation of her nestled within his
arms now?
Tenderly did Marcus’ fingertips traverse the expanse of Millie's brow. a caress as
delicate as the flutter of a butterfly“s wing, coaxing her heart into a faster
cadence. On this eve, Marcus embraced gentility with an ardent embrace.
Subsequently, they descended onto the plush couch. Millie found herself
ensconced within the cradle of Marcus’ extended limbs, his embrace enveloping
her svelte waist, while a laptop found shelter in his custody.
“Do them perplex you? Permit me to illuminate.”
With digits as lithe as the tendrils of a vine, Marcus directed attention to the
luminous screen, his timbre imbued with an indulgence that echoed the dulcet
symphony of a Lullaby.
Lips, as tender as the whisper of zephyrs, brushed against the contours of her
ear, bearing with them a bouquet of his delightful aroma.
His intentions remained veiled-was he a scribe of treachery, aiding in academic
subversion?
The chasm between this instance and his customary sternness yawned wide, a
dichotomy that left her contemplative.
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Millie's gaze was averted, shying
away from the incandescent screen
to the countenance of her
companion. Her gaze, a reflection of
her puzzlement, fell upon his visage,
her lips ensnared by her own pearly
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Were you not once unyielding in your
vigilance? For my earliest
transgressions, banishment to
solitude was my recompense. Why
this sudden benevolence? I remain

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“Perhaps if rigor dissolves within academia, disdain may find residence in the
hearts of your peers, attributing favoritism to my indulgence.”
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These words held truth; Marcus
public countenance had been one of
severity. Yet this facade was not
without its merits. Being shunned by
those resentful of her favor rendered
her an odious pariah. Therefore,
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“I won't solve them now. I'll wait until the test, with my own ability.”