Theodore’s expression hardened immediately, his protective instincts flaring up. He assumed that Gina had done something to upset Bella. "Did she do something to you? Tell me, and I swear I’ll make her pay."
Bella quickly shook her head, trying to dispel the anger she could feel radiating from him. "No, it’s not that. I’ve just learned that She is also taking part in the fashion show."
Her mind drifted to another matter that had been bothering her since her meeting with Gina.
Theodore’s concern shifted to curiosity. "Does that bother you?" he asked, wondering if Bella felt uneasy about competing against Gina.
Bella shook her head in an attempt to dispel his anger. "I am not thinking about her," she said. "It’s something else...something that’s been on my mind since our meeting."
"And what is it?" Theodore waited, his eyes searching hers for answers.
Finally, Bella lifted her head from his chest and met his gaze, her hesitation clear. "How trustworthy is Joshua?" she asked cautiously. "We’re entrusting him with our designs. What if something goes wrong?"
Theodore’s expression grew thoughtful as he considered Bella’s concerns. He knew Joshua’s reputation well—having started his career under Willow’s guidance before launching his own successful studio.
Willow had always vouched for Joshua’s professionalism, and Theodore had never had reason to doubt it. But seeing the worry in Bella’s eyes, he wanted to reassure her.
"He is professional, Bella," he replied, his tone reassuring. "He knows the rules, and he has never given us any reason not to trust him. You can rely on him. But if he ever gives you a hard time, believe me, I won’t let it slide."
"It’s not that I have issues with him," she explained. She was grateful to Joshua for bringing her designs to life and would never want to suspect him. But she couldn’t ignore the uneasiness in her heart.
"I’m just being overly cautious," she added. "I want to have control over every aspect of my work—from sketching the designs to bringing them to life. I don’t want to rely too much on others."
"That’s really encouraging." Theodore admired her determination, but he also felt a need to caution her. "But it’s a big responsibility, Bella. Doing everything on your own isn’t easy. Are you sure you can handle it without any help?"
Bella nodded resolutely. "I am sure."
In response, Theodore tightened his embrace, drawing her closer to him as if he could shield her from any doubt or fear. "Whatever you decide, I’ll stand by you."
They gazed at each other for a long moment. Bella’s smile was radiant and lit up her entire face.
"You’re my courage, hope, and light of my life," Bella murmured. "You make everything brighter, more beautiful. I’ve never known a love like this before, and I’m so grateful for it."
"We’re lucky," he said quietly. "To have found each other, to have this love. And I’ll never take that for granted, Bella. I’ll spend every day showing you just how much you mean to me."
Bella’s eyes shimmered with unshed tears, but not from sadness—these were tears of overwhelming emotion, of the love that filled her so completely it left her breathless. She reached up, her fingers gently tracing his jawline. She wanted to say so many things, but her throat constricted, and the words couldn’t come out.
He leaned down and captured her lips in a kiss that quickly turned from tender to fervent, the intensity between them rekindling like a flame-catching wind. The kiss deepened, grew hotter, more urgent, as they pulled each other closer, their breaths mingling, hearts pounding in sync.
Theodore moved over her, his need for her evident in every movement, every breath. His eyes, dark with hunger, roamed over her face, his breath coming in rough, heavy gasps.
"I can’t get enough of you, Bella. I need you now."
Bella’s heart skipped a beat at the urgency in his voice. She could only nod in response, unable to find her voice. Instead of speaking, she let her actions convey her feelings—her hands roamed over his chest, her fingers tracing the hard lines of his muscles. The feel of him, the heat of his body against hers, only fueled the fire that was quickly consuming her.
Their lips met in a fevered kiss, mouths crashing together with a hunger. The kiss was urgent, and demanding, as though they were both desperate to consume each other.
His hands were everywhere—sliding up her back, tangling in her hair, pulling her closer until there was no space left between them. Bella’s hands roamed over his back, feeling the flex of his muscles, his weight a comforting pressure against her body. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer, needing to feel him again, all of him.
Driven by raw passion, Theodore entered her with an immediate, insistent thrust. There was no hesitation, no slowing down—only the urgent need to feel every electric pulse of their connection. Each movement was a powerful testament to his desire, his love, and the overwhelming need to possess her completely.
Theodore’s thrusts were intense, each one a declaration of his unrestrained longing. Bella responded with equal intensity, her body arching and pressing into him.
Bella felt as if she were on fire, every nerve ending alight with sensation, every touch, every movement sending waves of pleasure crashing through her.
Theodore’s hands clutched Bella’s hips, his grip firm and urgent as he propelled them both toward their peak. His movements were relentless, driving them higher and faster, and Bella responded with equal fervor, her body perfectly attuned to his rhythm.
She could feel the tension coiling within her, tight and hot, ready to snap, and when it did, the force of her climax ripped through her, leaving her breathless, trembling beneath him.
Theodore followed her over the edge moments later, his release a powerful, shuddering thing that left him gasping for breath, his body collapsing onto hers in the aftermath. They lay there for a long moment, bodies entwined, hearts pounding in sync as they came down from the high of their shared passion.
Bella’s fingers gently stroked the damp hair at the back of his neck, her touch soothing as she pressed soft kisses to his shoulder. Theodore lifted his head to look at her, his gaze still filled with the remnants of their desire, but softened now, with love, with tenderness. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚
With a final, tender kiss, Theodore rolled onto his side, pulling Bella close to him. The urgency had passed, leaving them both sated, content, wrapped in the warmth of each other’s embrace. As they drifted off to sleep, there was a deep sense of peace between them.
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