The Unveiled Rose

I didn't know how to start drawing, and I fell into a deep thought as I stared at the computer screen.

When Zane noticed that I hadn't started to draw anything, he asked, "Are you hitting a roadblock?"

I looked at him. "Hmm, I have a general idea, but when it comes to actually drawing, my mind just goes blank."

Zane then calmly advised me, "If you use your main account to draw about us being in a fake relationship, Steven will definitely sense that something's wrong. But what if you use a different account?"

Suddenly, I felt enlightened. "Why didn't I think of that before?"

I instantly had an idea and lowered my head to begin drawing.

Sitting next to me, Zane asked, "Have you decided on a specific theme?"

"Yes," I answered, "I'm going to draw about a contract marriage."

A triumphant smile flashed across Zane's eyes, though his tone remained casual. He then took the initiative to say his purpose. "You've been with Steven for so many years. He hasn't been very kind to you, and I'm sure most of your time has been spent in doubt and pain. "You've never really enjoyed love."

I nodded. "Yeah."

Zane continued, "If you want to know what love feels like, you can ask me."

I looked at him with confusion. "But haven't you never had a girlfriend? Do you have any experience?"

Zane gently lifted my chin as soon as the words left my mouth.

What was he trying to do? I was even more confused.

When he slowly lowered his face and brought me closer to him, my heart began to race.

Just as his lips were about to touch mine, Zane stopped. "Are you feeling a little flustered, maybe even a little excited?"

I reflected on my feelings from just now. "Yes."

"So, if you want to know what real love feels like, just hearing about it from someone else won't do," Zane analyzed. "You need to experience it for yourself, to feel it for yourself."

I blinked and tentatively asked, "Then, which is more attractive to the readers? Kissing or not kissing?"novelbin

Zane, who rarely read this type of comic, shrugged. "I don't know."

"Would you mind if I tried it?" I asked.

Zane paused, momentarily stunned by the question, but instinctively shook his head. Then, I wrapped my arms around his neck and took the initiative to kiss him. Zane reciprocated, pulling me into his embrace. His large hand pressed firmly on my back, holding me tightly against him.

I closed my eyes, savoring his initiative.

...

The two of us kissed with full intensity.

Zane suddenly felt very fortunate that he had made this decision. Otherwise, he would never have been able to be with Annalise or enjoy such intimacy with her.

Finally, when I could hardly breathe, Zane released me. He smiled and teased, "If we keep acting like this, it feels like we're actually a couple."

I leaned against the sofa, seriously saying, "It does seem like it. Zane, you'll never find a girlfriend with you being so ambiguous with me." So, for his sake, should I keep my distance from him?

Zane's tone was casual, but his expression was unusually tense. "So, how do you plan to compensate me?"

I didn't answer. Instead, I asked, "What kind of compensation do you want?"

His dark eyes surged with emotion as he said, "If I'm still single in a few years, then you'll marry me and become my wife."

I was taken aback and stared at him. "But didn't you say you had no plans to find a girlfriend in the near future?"

Even when discussing billion-dollar deals, Zane had never seemed as uneasy as he did now.

He met my gaze. "Yeah."

I hesitated and asked, "You want me to marry you?"

Zane didn't deny it. His heart nearly leaped out of his chest.

I thought seriously about his request.