Chapter 23

After an intense conversation with Ethan, I went inside the mansion. I saw Cayne and Nicholas talking seriously. I pretended to cough to catch their attention. And they did. They both turned to me and I smiled to the both of them.

After a minutes of being inside, Nicholas left. Cayne and I were now in his room. I was sitting up, propped against the pillow. Cayne was resting his head against my chest, his arms sprawled over my waist.

I stroked his hair and he closed his eyes, sighing in contentment.

"Can I ask you something, Raszhiel?" He asked me, his eyes were still closed.

"You just did," I told him. Fighting a smile.

Cayne opened his eyes and rolled them before sitting up looking at me, very intently.

"You know what I meant." I laughed and nodded.

"Okay," I said, looking at him.

"Do you love me? Or do you like me now?" His gaze were intense, his blue eyes shining unto mine.

I was shock. Frankly a little a bit awkward and embarrassed.

"Why do you ask?"

"I heard you told Ethan that you already loved someone else," My eyes widen to what he had said.

He's not their when Ethan and I talk. Then why the hell he heard our conversation? I looked at him and raised an eyebrow.

He laughed and comb my hair.

"Well, it's my house remember? I have my ways." He smiled.

"I was worried about you, so I installed a CCTV and some sound hearing device all over the house. Just to make sure that you're safe." I nodded, thoroughly embarrassed but at the same time feel a tingling sensation in my body.

I was just touched by his sudden concern towards me. It made my heart melt.

He titled his head to the side.

"Is it me that you're referring to?"

I just nodded awkwardly. It's my first time telling my true feelings about him. It just felt a little weird and new to me.

"You love me." It wasn't a question, it was a statement. He knew.

"Yes."

I couldn't just bring myself to say it, how could I? The last time I told a guy that I love him, he cheated on me. And I'm referring to Ethan.

Still, some part of me is telling me that Cayne is different. But is he?

His eyes gentled and smiled at me softly. He leaned forward and kissed my lips. Not once, not twice but many times.

"You don't have to say the exact word now," he whispered against my lips. "But I just want you to know that I feel the same way.

I couldn't speak, I just pulled him close to me and kissed him passionately. A kissed that I don't wanna end.

I am definitely and hardly falling in love with him. I knew that for sure. But I couldn't just bring myself to say it now. Not now. I just wanted to be sure of it. So that one day, I would not make the same mistake again. And if I did already decided whether to say it or not. I will not regret that kind of decision, ever again.

Maybe one day I could. But for now, I just wanted to be contented and keep things the way it is now. Slowly but surely.