Chapter 7
I nervously curled my fingers.
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I didn’t know what Noah’s attitude was now. He wasn’t answering my calls, so why had he come looking for me? Thank goodness he did–I don’t know what would have happened
otherwise.
The entire way, Noah didn’t say a word, his face stern as he led me to the deepest part of the forest.
When we reached the wall, I was about to ask why he’d brought me here.
He suddenly pinned me against the wall, his right hand gripping the back of my neck, half–forcing me to look up. Then he kissed me fiercely, brutally claiming my lips.
His kiss was dominating, as if he wanted to drain every bit of air from my lungs. Just when I felt on the verge of suffocation, he released me, allowing me to gasp for breath.
I leaned weakly against his chest, my body sliding downward.
He caught my sliding form, wrapped an arm around my waist, and locked me in his embrace.
When I finally caught my breath, he leaned in again, sealing my lips and once more stealing all my air.
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I knew this was his way of punishing me. As he moved in for another kiss, I couldn’t help but beg.
“No more. Enough, Noah. I know I was wrong.”
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His face expressionless, he raised his hand to wipe my swollen, crimson lips. The sharp pain brought involuntary tears to my
eyes.
I looked up at him, eyes brimming with tears. “Noah, I really know I was wrong.”
He didn’t stop, his tone flat and emotionless. “What did you do wrong?”
“I shouldn’t have told you I was just your toy. I shouldn’t have changed dorms without discussing it with you. And I shouldn’t have gotten close to another girl without telling you.”
I confessed everything that had happened recently.
He raised his hand to stroke my hair and said softly, “Will you let me take care of you?”
I nodded quickly. “Yes.”
Afraid he wouldn’t believe me, I added, “Only you.”
When Aron had merely touched my arm earlier, I felt the urge to vomit. That’s when I realized not all guys could touch me.
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When Noah touched me, I was scared too, but not from disgust or revulsion. It was a feeling that made my scalp tingle, like millions of ants crawling inside me, creating a sensation so overwhelming I didn’t know how to handle it.
I belatedly realized that I also liked Noah.
“Good.”
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Noah seemed satisfied with my answer. In the moonlight, the lines of his face softened slightly.
Just as I sighed with relief, I heard him say unhurriedly, “What else?”
I froze. I opened my mouth to answer but couldn’t think of what else I’d done wrong.
As his expression darkened, I lowered my head guiltily.
“I don’t know.”
He scoffed, “You don’t know? You don’t know what you did? The last time we slept, you tied your waistband in a tight knot. Am I not allowed to touch you?”
So it really was Noah who had untied it that time.
“Then why didn’t you say something then?” I questioned him, without much conviction.
“How could I? What right did I have to control you?” A playful
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smile appeared on his face. “Who am I to you?”
I didn’t know how to answer.
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Seeing that I hadn’t given him an answer after a long pause, the smile faded from his face.
He withdrew his arm from my waist and turned to leave. “I’m not your anything, so I can’t tell you what to do. You could wear winter pants in summer or sandals in winter, and it wouldn’t be my business. I won’t look after you. Wash your own socks. Dry your own hair. After all, you said you could do all these things without me. From now on, do whatever you want. I won’t care.”
Watching him about to leave, I without thinking wrapped my arms around his waist from behind. “I want you to take care of me.”
He reached back and pulled me around to face him, looking down at me with eyes full of amusement. “How should I take care of you? Who am I to you?”
Even someone as slow as me knew what word he wanted to hear.
My face reddened as I lowered my head, unable to meet his eyes. I bit my lip and whispered, “Boyfriend.”
“So quiet? Are you reluctant? You know I hate forcing people more than anything. If you’re reluctant, let’s forget it.”
His tone sounded so serious that I immediately repeated myself loudly, afraid he might really give up.
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“Boyfriend! You’re my boyfriend!”
The smile on his face deepened as he bent down to kiss the corner of my mouth. “I heard you, my dear.”
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