Cassian took a towel that Maya had in her hand, began to dry her hair and when he finished, he\u00a0<\/p>\n
lifted a handful of strands and kissed them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYour hair is beautiful.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cJust my hair?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, everything about you is beautiful.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIs that so?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Cassian fell silent as she stood on tiptoe and stole a kiss from him. He gazed at her for a moment before leaning in and capturing her lips, which felt sweeter than honey to him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After several kisses, they found themselves on the bed, neither remembering how they got there.\u00a0<\/p>\n
They were entwined; he ran his hands through her hair. His mouth was warm on hers and then fiery, and the softness disappeared, replaced by a fierce intensity. It felt like a wonderful descent. Maya was beneath him, her body molding into the bed as he caressed everything he had always wanted to touch: her hair, the arch of her back, her shoulders.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Maya slipped her hands under his shirt, starting to remove it as they both savored each other\u2019s caresses. In a few minutes, their clothes disappeared completely, and their naked bodies entwined as one. Moans echoed in the room, accompanied by the obscene sounds of their bodies\u2018 friction\u00a0<\/p>\n
with each thrust.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After several rounds, they were both exhausted and sweaty, Maya rested on his chest while he\u00a0<\/p>\n
caressed her back.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLooks like you missed me a lot.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Maya said, laughing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou think so?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, that\u2019s how it seemed to me. Honestly, I loved it. Don\u2019t tell me you\u2019ve been practicing with someone else while I was away.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course not, you\u2019re the only woman I\u2019ve been with.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Cassian responded, his cheeks turning red with embarrassment.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A Great Love Story\u00a0<\/p>\n
A Great Love Story\u00a0<\/p>\n
Claim\u00a0<\/p>\n
Cassian tenderly caressed her back and asked, \u201cDo you know where the keys to Hades are?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Maya was silent for a moment, then replied, \u201cI told you it was just a story that mentioned where one of the keys to Hades was. I don\u2019t know if it\u2019s true or not.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWill you tell me the story?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Maya got out of bed, unselfconsciously showing her nudity. She went to a travel bag, took out an old leather\u2013bound book, returned to the bed, and told me the book from which I got the story.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd what does your father say? Is the story true or just a tale?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMy father always says that all stories hold some truth.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
re she had her\u00a0<\/p>\n
My father gave\u00a0<\/p>\n
Maya opened the book and leafed through its pages. Cassian could see her bare breasts, which\u00a0<\/p>\n
stirred impure thoughts in him, so he covered her with the sheet. She asked, puzzled, \u201cWhat are\u00a0<\/p>\n
you doing?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIf you don\u2019t cover up, I won\u2019t be able to concentrate on what you\u2019re saying.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Maya smiled mischievously and asked, \u201cAm I distracting you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course, I\u2019m only human; my eyes wander unintentionally.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSo you don\u2019t want to see me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t say that!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Maya laughed at seeing him so nervous and said, \u201cI was just teasing you, now I\u2019ll cover up.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
After covering herself, Maya continued searching through the pages of that book, doing so very carefully to avoid tearing them as the pages seemed very worn. Cassian glanced at the book; it was in a strange language, appearing as mere scribbles.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat language is this book written in?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Maya avoided the question, and upon finding the story, she began to rea\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOnce upon a time, there was a king who loved his wife deeply. She was everything to him, but one day she fell ill, and her life slowly ebbed away. Seeing how her life was fading day by day, he did everything he could to save her. He searched for the best wizards and sorcerers, but none could\u00a0<\/p>\n
heal his beloved\u2019s illness.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIs it a love story?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Asked Cassian, as the story seemed similar to the ones Abril read in her spare time.\u00a0<\/p>\n
|||\u00a0<\/p>\n
A Great Love Story\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cJust be quiet and listen until the end.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry for interrupting, continue.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen she died, he fell into the deepest despair. He couldn\u2019t live in a world where his beloved didn\u2019t exist, so he sought a way to revive her. After much searching, he found a book that told how to bring the dead back to life. To achieve it, he would need one of the keys to Hades. He dedicated\u00a0<\/p>\n
several years to searching for it until he finally succeeded. He found one of the nd then went\u00a0<\/p>\n
d for his\u00a0<\/p>\n
the world of\u00a0<\/p>\n
to the gates of Hades. There, he used one of the keys and entered Hades. H\u00a0<\/p>\n
beloved\u2019s soul, and when he finally found it, he realized he couldn\u2019t bring her b the living. She no longer had a body to return to; her body had been consumed a long time ago. If he couldn\u2019t bring her back, he preferred to stay in Hades with her, but that wasn\u2019t possible either. A human couldn\u2019t stay in the world of the dead; he was expelled and returned to the world of the living. With a broken heart, he wandered aimlessly back in the world of the living until he reached\u00a0<\/p>\n
the fairy kingdom.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDo fairies exist?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cCan I finish?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry, continue.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThere he found a fairy who resembled his deceased wife. He wanted to take her with him, but the fairies were strictly forbidden from leaving their realm. However, he didn\u2019t want to leave without her, so he made a deal with the king of the fairies: he would give him the key to Hades which he possessed if he allowed him to take her with him. The king of the fairies accepted the deal, and he handed over the key and left the land of the fairies with her.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Maya closed the book and said to him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd that\u2019s how the story ended.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIs the key in the realm of the fairies?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAccording to the story, yes.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSo fairies exist?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI think so, although I\u2019ve never seen one.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd how do we get to the realm of the fairies?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI was thinking of asking the elves.\u00a0<\/p>\n
They come from an ancient lineage; if anyone knows where to find them, it would be them.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Cedella is a passionate storyteller known for her bold romantic and spicy novels that keep readers hooked from the very first chapter. With a flair for crafting emotionally intense plots and unforgettable characters, she blends love, desire, and drama into every story she writes. Cedella\u2019s storytelling style is immersive and addictive\u2014perfect for fans of heated romances and heart-pounding twists.<\/p>\n
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