She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 985:

Before she could react, his lips met hers in a soft, lingering kiss.

Freya pressed her palms against Ellis’s chest, her cheeks tinted a soft pink. “You’re pulling a fast one.”

His lips curled into a sly grin, a dare flickering in his eyes. “I am. What are you going to do about it?”noveldrama

She stared at him, momentarily at a loss. This man was impossible—every bit as cunning as a fox and twice as infuriating.

He leaned in, his breath warm against her ear, his voice lazy but magnetic. “Try joking about breaking up with me again, and I won’t just stop at a kiss. I’ll make sure you’re mine for life—you’ll never shake me off.”

Her thoughts snagged on his words, veering off track. “You’re talking about marriage?”

Ellis arched a brow, his gaze steady and unreadable, silently prompting her to go on.

She hesitated, choosing her words carefully. “Is this because your family’s pushing you, or…”

After all, he was thirty. At his age, wanting to settle down wasn’t strange.

He caught her unfinished question, his tone unruffled. “Or what?”

“Nothing.” She averted her eyes, suddenly self-conscious.

“Freya.”

“I mean it. It’s nothing.”

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A ghost of a smile tugged at his mouth as he saw straight through her. “You think my family’s hounding me to get married just because I’m not getting any younger, and now I want to settle down?”

Freya’s mind blanked for a moment, caught off guard by his sudden seriousness.

Greta and Riley hadn’t exaggerated—Ellis really was impossible to outmaneuver.

He reached over, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear with a gentleness that sent a shiver down her spine. “Are you thinking I’m too old for you?”

Freya shook her head, quick and certain. “Of course not.”

She meant it. Not once had she ever thought of Ellis as old.

From the outside, wanting marriage at his age was understandable, especially with his family nudging him.

But Ellis’s tone shifted, suddenly all gravity and warmth. “I want you to remember one thing,” he said, every trace of his usual laziness gone. “This is important.”

A ripple of unease fluttered through her. She’d never seen him so serious before. “What is it?” she asked softly.

Ellis’s gaze locked onto hers, steady and sincere. “If we ever get married, it’ll be because you want it—because it’s what you truly want. Not because of my age. Not because of any pressure, from anyone.” He made sure every word landed. “You understand?”

No age, no outside voices—just them, and whatever they wanted for their future.

Freya felt her chest grow warm, that familiar security she only found with him wrapping around her heart.

She realized now how much she’d underestimated him. All this time, she’d assumed he liked her, but only so much—just enough, and that maybe practicality factored into his choice.

But now, looking into his eyes, she saw the truth: Ellis loved her, simply and completely.

Ellis caught her gaze and asked, “So, what’s on your mind?”

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