Love's Cunning Ruse novel Chapter 41

Kieran pressed himself against Julie, his deep eyes filled with a dreamy charm. The dim light blurred his silhouette, and the past memories flooded in like an unstoppable burst of water.

Despite her reluctance, Julie couldn't resist Kieran's entanglement. In the end, she lightly tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "Bro Kieran." She gave in to him.

When he finally moved off her, his hands clung to her, like a tight hoop spell, showing no sign of letting go. After a whole day of being dragged around, Julie was really tired. She struggled a bit, but seeing no reaction from Kieran, she gave up and quickly drifted off to dreamland.

Karl, who had just dealt with the car crash, wanted to call and ask if Kieran needed a lift, but didn't want to interrupt his good time, so he just sent a text instead. In the end, he got no reply from Kieran. Looking at the bottle of red wine in the back seat of the car, Karl chuckled. He had to admit, Kieran's cunning and calculating personality might’ve just been in his blood.

After Kieran got off work today, Karl was supposed to drive him home, but Kieran suddenly asked to be dropped off at Julie's building.

He would never tell Julie that Kieran actually didn't have a drop of alcohol that night. When the flashy red Ferrari hit their car, Kieran was holding a freshly opened glass of red wine, not having had a sip yet. Karl's sudden brake caused some of the wine to spill out and stain Kieran's clothes. At that moment, Kieran's brows furrowed.

Through the rearview mirror, Karl saw Julie getting out of the car behind them and muttered in surprise, "Ms. Abraham?"

It wasn't until Julie came up and spoke to him that he confirmed that the person who hit their car was indeed Julie.

Kieran, who had been frowning in the back seat, suddenly lifted his glass and downed the remaining wine when he found out the person who hit their car was Julie, then got out of the car without hesitation and took Julie home.

Considering how meticulously Kieran had planned to get into Julie's room, Karl decided not to disturb his good fortune lightly. After the insurance company towed the car away, he hailed a cab and went home.

That night was exceptionally quiet. A few unknown insects flew by under the streetlight outside the window, and a breeze gently lifted the curtains.

Kieran turned around and looked at Julie, who was peacefully sleeping in his arms. He gently touched her long hair, and then slowly withdrew his hand.

In the past, Julie was always cold in autumn and winter, always curling up into a ball in Kieran's arms, drawing warmth from him, which made her sleep exceptionally soundly.

Because of her previous dependence, she had gotten used to Kieran's unique scent. Now, having not cuddled with him for a long time, she found herself sleeping incredibly soundly again.

Julie's alarm, usually set for 6:30, didn't go off. When she woke up, the sky was already bright. Tiny rays of sunshine fell on the curtains, casting beautiful shadows. The hollowed-out shadows on the pure white sheets were exceptionally beautiful.

Forgetting the other person's body next to hers, Julie glanced at the time and suddenly sat up. Her brain was still in a state of confusion, and a pair of large hands suddenly encircled her waist and pulled her back under the covers. With a stretch of his long arm, he held her tightly in his embrace.

"Don't move, sleep a little longer." Kieran's magnetic voice, as pleasing as a cello, echoed in Julie's ear, constantly stimulating her sensitive nerves...