Sweet words, you say?

Jade had always been a man of persistence. Some might call it stubbornness, but he preferred to think of it as unwavering dedication. Especially when it came to Alina.

Their first year as newlyweds was filled with moments like these—simple, tender, and deeply romantic. Jade’s unwavering love and Alina’s quiet but steadfast devotion created a bond that grew stronger with each passing day.

Alina finally set down her quill, turning to glare at him. “What do you want, Jade?” For a moment, he didn’t answer. He simply stood there, his gaze sweeping over her face as if memorizing every detail. Then, without warning, he reached out, his fingers brushing a strand of hair from her face. “You,” he said simply, his voice barely above a whisper.

It was an accident at first, a brief brush of lips that sent a jolt of electricity through both of them. But before Alina could pull away, Jade’s hand cupped her cheek, his touch gentle but firm as he deepened the kiss.

Jade had always been a man of persistence. Some might call it stubbornness, but he preferred to think of it as unwavering dedication. Especially when it came to Alina.

Their first year as newlyweds was filled with moments like these—simple, tender, and deeply romantic. Jade’s unwavering love and Alina’s quiet but steadfast devotion created a bond that grew stronger with each passing day.