His Untamed Rose novel Chapter 57

Lumina gritted her teeth. “Why do you even remember something so pointless for this long? Are you nuts?”

“That was our first time together. How could I possibly forget?” Cedric’s lips curled in a faint smile as he sipped his mild coffee, but his words were anything but gentle. “It lasted a full two days.”

“Cedric!”

Lumina’s face flushed scarlet. She tossed her fork and knife at him. “Enough! Shut up!”

He watched her with a half-smile, half-smirk. “Are you done eating? If you are, let’s go home.”

Lumina shot him a glare, her breathing uneven, chest still rising and falling.

He just smiled, said nothing, and draped his jacket over her shoulders before taking her hand and leading her out.

As they walked outside, Lumina felt as if her feet barely touched the ground.

Yes, that was their first time—locked away in a hotel suite bigger than her tiny apartment, tangled up together for two days and one night. No day, no night, just a heady, dizzying blur.

He was her first, but never made her feel awkward or uneasy. Patiently, tenderly, he coaxed her in, step by step, until she was hopelessly lost in him, pulled into a depth she couldn’t escape from.

At the end, resting in his arms, listening to the steady beat of his heart, she heard his husky murmur: “From now on, this is how you’ll repay me.”

That was how it all began.

Even then, Lumina knew—some things, once started, tangled their way into your veins, taking root where you couldn’t tear them out, no matter how hard you tried.

Stepping out of the restaurant, a brisk autumn wind whipped against her, making her instinctively shrink into herself.

Cedric slipped his arm around her, drawing her close. Just as he was about to open the car door, it swung open from the inside.

Winona stepped out from the passenger seat.

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