Chapter 47

“Do you still feel cold, Rosângela? –Marcel asked in a whisper as his hands slid down his cousin's slender back.

-N-no... No! “Rosângela stuttered. I was nervous. A pleasant chill occupied his stomach as if butterflies were dancing inside it.

“I haven't given you your birthday present yet, have I? What do you want Rosângela? “the hot breath of the man Moraes against his cousin's ear made her let out a deceived sigh.

“Marcel, you know what I want! “she said embarrassedly, hiding her face in the crook of her cousin's neck. She could feel his skin get goosebumps as he pressed his face into her neck.

Marcel smiled sideways. He much preferred it when she didn't call him love, because the feelings he felt for her were not brotherly. They looked into each other's eyes for a long time. They wanted to feel each other's soul, their feelings could be seen through their eyes. Pure and true emotions. The love between them had been shaped for a long time and repressing that feeling was torturous.

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