Fiery kick

Sara POV

"I love you, Aron." I wanted to stop telling him how I felt, but I could no longer control my tongue. My feelings for him, which I had been keeping hidden for so long, were finally coming out. His growling stomach made me ask him to go back to the dining hall, even though I wanted to kiss him eternally.

"Let me serve you food." I took the dish from his hand as he made me sit on the dining chair.

"Sara, you are in a drunken state, so please sit quietly." When I dropped the platter on the dining table, he gave me a furious expression.

"I'm sorry; please don't be angry with me." When I saw him furious, tears welled up in my eyes.

"I'm not upset with you, Sara. Don't cry, please." He wiped my tears away.

I wanted to know the reason for his silence if he wasn't upset with me. While he was eating dinner, I silently observed his expression. What made me love him so much? What about him is so amazing that I can't stop myself from being drawn to him?

I was examining his facial features with concentration. He does have a wonderful appearance. He embodied the most handsome and masculine character I could have imagined when writing a romance.

"What are you staring at, Sara?" He looked at me questioningly, his body twitching under my constant gaze.

"I'm looking at you. Have I ever mentioned how attractive you are?" I sighed, putting my hand on my cheek like a teenage girl who had signed up to see her crush.

"No, you never told me." He shook his head no, then turned to face me with a smile.

"Aron, your wide forehead, angular jawline, pointy nose, and velvety lips have all captured my heart." With my finger, I traced over his face.

"But do you know what I like most about you?" I got out of my chair and sat on his lap.

"What?" He gulped down his saliva when I touched his Adam's apple.

"I like your eyes. Your eyes always captivated me." I whispered into his ear.

"Why are you making my junior hard again, Sara?" I leaped to my feet as soon as I felt his hardness.

"Now I am full of energy, so let's go to bed." He held me in his arms and took me to his bedroom.

We fell asleep early in the morning, cuddling up against one another's bodies after engaging in intense sexual activity throughout the night.

When I woke up in the morning, his stunning face was in front of mine. In his slumber, he appeared so innocent. What are we doing in the same bed? I think back to what happened last night and realize that I told him how I felt when I was drunk.

As soon as I realized he planned to discover how I felt about him, I got out of bed. How could he trick me in such a way? I became even more enraged upon realizing that Jerry was also assisting him.

"Where are you heading, Sara?" he asked me in a drowsy voice while rubbing his eyes. Without saying anything, I stormed out of his room.

"Good morning, Sara. I hope you enjoyed your night." As I was returning to my room, I ran into Jerry in the hallway.

I gave her a stern look and shut the door to my room without saying anything.

They forced me to drink alcohol, which made them aware of my feelings for him. Before telling him how I felt, I wanted to test his love.

I took a shower and got dressed in decent jeans and a top since I had to go to the studio with Jerry. I didn't want to talk to them, but my rumbling stomach urged me to eat breakfast, so I made my way to the dining hall.

As soon as I entered the dining hall, I saw that Jerry was trying to disguise her wicked smile by sipping her coffee, while Aron was already seated in all his glory, wearing a victorious smile. I started eating breakfast in silence without speaking to either of them.

"Sara, you look beautiful today." Upon seeing me, Aron flashed a seductive smile. He touched my feet beneath the dining table to grab my attention when I didn't look up from my plate. With my sandals, I gave him a fierce kick to the feet. He immediately removed his feet from mine.

"Sara, what's wrong with you? How can you hit me so brutally?" He groaned as he bent down beneath the dining table.

"What happened, Aron?" Jerry gave him a perplexed look.

"Nothing. Sara seems frustrated today." He looked at my face with a smile. How is it possible that he is still smiling after I deliver such a forceful kick to his feet?

"How could you force me to express my feelings for him by making me inebriated?" I couldn't hold my anger for too long, asking them why they trapped me.

"Sara, everything is fair in love and war. You no longer need to conceal your love from me, as you have already expressed it to me." His sly smile made me want to sever his teeth.

"Aron, please do not believe that this is the true extent of my feelings toward you; I was too inebriated to be in control of my emotions." I didn't want him to win so easily, so I protested.

"That's unfair, Sara. You can ask Jerry for proof if you don't think I'm serious about your love confession." He argued with me.

"I thought it was a rule that we can't trust a drunk person to tell us anything." I raised an eyebrow at him.

"But this is not fair; you already confessed your love to me." He whined like a child.

"Everything is fair in love and war." I smiled devilishly when I saw him defeated.

"So is it clear that you love me?" He attempted to catch me in my words.

"Perhaps we are at war with each other," he suggested.

I teased him one more time.

"Sara, please tell me exactly how you feel about me." He thudded his feet on the ground to express his dissatisfaction with me.

I was enthralled by his tantrums. My smile disappeared when my phone buzzed with Neil's call, reminding me that I had promised him last night that I would meet him today.