?<strong>Chapter 626:</strong>


    “I really like it,” he said.


    It made Allison’s heart thud faster. She could feel his warmth spreading through her, the rush; the thrill. Especially when he said “like” — it felt more like “love.”


    Their eyes met, and it was as though their souls brushed against each other, deeply connected in a way that words couldn’t capture. Slowly, Ken leaned in to kiss her, a consuming, fierce, and possessive kiss. His hand slid to her waist, and as she arched back, anchoring herself, he drew her in until she felt as if she’d lose herselfpletely in him. It was deep; passionate.


    It was only after a long, breathless moment that he pulled back, his forehead resting against hers, his breath heavy and his eyes dark.


    “Allison, you don’t have to give me something so precious to prove anything to me.”


    Even then, his face held a smoldering wildness. His desire was barely reined in. Their faces were so close it felt like a whisper could ignite them again.


    “To me, just having you by my side is the greatest gift.”


    Allison chuckled softly, curling her arms around his neck. “If a simple ck jade ring is enough to keep you bound to me, then I’d say I’m getting the better end of the deal.”


    With a grin, Ken’s hand moved to the small of her back, pulling her closer.


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    “Oh, I think it’ll take more than just a ring — a kiss is mandatory, at the very least.”


    Their lips met once more, another deep and intoxicating kiss drawing them both into a spell they didn’t want to break. Above them, the moon cast a soft, silvery glow that illuminated the entwined lovers.


    It was well past midnight by the time Allison and Ken returned to the secluded vi on the hill. The stars still glimmered faintly overhead as they made their way inside.


    As she opened the door, Allison caught Ken’s discerning gaze, an almostically intense look of appraisal that she couldn’t resist poking fun at.


    “Mr. Lloyd, you’re practically the master of this ce now. Feel free to take a good look around.”


    Ken chuckled softly, saying, “I am just… intrigued.”


    From the moment he’d met her, Allison had been a puzzle he couldn’t resist piecing together. The more he learned, the more the pieces slipped from his grasp, until he was caught entirely in her orbit.


    Now he stood in the vi’s entrance hall, taking in its sleek design. The ck, white, and gray palette gave off a cold, detached, and rational vibe. It actually mirrored his style quite well.


    Allison watched him take it all in, the barest hint of amusement lighting her face.


    “So, what do you think?”


    “It’s a solid design,” he remarked, eyes scanning the space with approval. “And once we move in, it will feel even more different.” He just had to emphasize the word “we.”


    Allison had to admit that this little trick of his was indeed charming.


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