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the bad boy loves

"YOU'RE TOO BEAUTIFUL," Julian sighed. He leaned in to kiss her forehead and she closed her eyes, savoring the intimate moment between them. "Just gorgeous that I feel like I'm going to die," Julian's tender words washed over Akari like a gentle caress, sending a warm shiver down her spine. She couldn't help but blush intensely at his heartfelt compliment, feeling a surge of adoration for him swell within her.

Taking a seat that Julian had graciously pulled out for her, Akari felt a rush of excitement coursing through her veins. Clad in a stunning red dress that she had meticulously chosen for the occasion, she couldn't help but feel a sense of confidence radiating from within.

Akari did feel pretty. Hours spent in front of the mirror, perfecting every detail of her hair and makeup, had culminated in this moment. Each stroke of the brush, each dab of lipstick had been a labor of love, a testament to her eagerness to make this night memorable for both her and Julian.

This is their first date ever.

Officially.

In the real world.

"You look amazing," Akari managed to reply.

And he really did.

He was hotter.

Akari couldn't help but notice the change in Julian's appearance. He looked refreshed, his features no longer clouded with the exhaustion of his past struggles. Instead, there was a newfound vitality about him, a sense of freedom and confidence that made him even more irresistible.

His freshly shaved cheeks and perfectly groomed hair added to his charm, accentuating his handsome features in a way that made Akari's heart flutter. Her thoughts raced as she fought against the overwhelming urge to abandon all restraint. The temptation to push everything off the table and succumb to the fiery passion simmering between them was almost overwhelming. She bit her lip, chastising herself for entertaining such reckless desires so early in their date.

"Careful," he teased, his voice low and sultry, "you might just tempt me to indulge in some dangerous behavior." His eyes darted to her lips, and Akari let her lips fall back into place, releasing them from her bite.

As the waiter approached their table, Julian took the lead, ordering his preferred dish with confidence. Then, turning to Akari, he inquired, "And what would you like, my starlight?"

Akari smiled, considering her options before replying, "I'll have anything with fish, please."

Julian nodded, his gaze lingering on Akari with affection. "Make that two of your finest fish dishes," he instructed the waiter, before turning his attention back to Akari with a grin.

"Did I mention how beautiful you are?" Julian's voice was filled with genuine admiration as he gazed at Akari.

Akari shook her head, a faint blush coloring her cheeks. "Oh, stop it," she replied, a hint of playful disbelief in her tone.

"Well, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever laid my eyes on," Julian declared, his hand gently resting on hers. Akari glanced down at their intertwined fingers before meeting his gaze.

"You do realize that all the women in this restaurant are currently looking at you," Akari pointed out, her eyes flicking discreetly around the room to where curious glances were being directed toward their table.

Julian chuckled, shaking his head. "They're probably looking at me because of how famous I am now," he remarked, his attention still focused on Akari. "I was a wanted criminal, after all."

"That's the thing," Akari said, her mind drifting back to conversations she had overheard earlier at university. The topic of Julian Jones had been a hot one among the girls. Julian Jones is now No.1 on the Fine Specimens list. Every girl loves themselves a bad boy, especially one that's good.

It was a frustrating reminder for Akari, who had to endure endless chatter about how much hotter Julian had become now.

"Hey," Julian's voice interrupted her thoughts. "You do realize that everyone knows that I'm in love with you, right?"

A warm smile spread across Akari's lips. "That's true," she agreed, her mind flashing back to the flurry of attention they had received after their courthouse kiss had made headlines. The news had spread like wildfire, and Akari had found herself bombarded with questions upon her return to university. It was a stark reminder of just how curious people could be sometimes.

Julian's phone emitted a soft chime, drawing his attention away from Akari for a moment. With a quick glance at the screen, he silenced the device and returned his focus to her.

"It's okay," Akari reassured him with a warm smile. "You can check it if you want."

"No, tonight is about us," Julian replied, his expression playful as he winked at her. "Besides, it's just about... something my father left behind."

Akari nodded understandingly, realizing that Julian wasn't interested in delving into the past on their special evening. Their conversation was interrupted by the arrival of their food, and they turned their attention to the delicious meal before them, savoring each moment of their romantic dinner together.

Julian and Akari's dinner date was a lively affair, filled with laughter and shared moments. They enjoyed their meal and each other's company, indulging in light-hearted banter and playful teasing.

However, their evening took an unexpected turn when a stray fish bone flew off the table, landing on the hair of a passerby. Despite the momentary embarrassment, Julian and Akari couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation, sharing amused glances as they watched the person try to dislodge the unexpected addition to their hairstyle.

As the evening came to an end, they left the restaurant with smiles on their faces. Julian and Akari decided to walk back home together, their fingers entwined in a silent yet comforting embrace. The cool night air brushed against their skin, a gentle reminder of the serenity that surrounded them.

With a tender smile, Julian expressed his happiness to Akari as they strolled through the streets. "I'm so glad I can walk with you like this, without any worries," he confessed, his voice filled with genuine joy. "I can hold you, and it doesn't matter who sees us. No one can stop me from holding you."

Moved by his words, Akari leaned in and planted a gentle kiss on his cheek. "And I'm yours," she affirmed, her voice soft but resolute.

As they walked, Julian opened up to Akari. "My father left the mansion to me," he began, his voice tinged with a mixture of nostalgia and sadness. "It was originally in my mother's name, but after she passed away, it became his and... it didn't feel like home anymore."

He continued, "I also found out that my mother and father had a joint bank account since I was born," he explained, a hint of astonishment in his tone. "They'd been putting money into it every month, and even after my mother died, my dad kept it up. I never knew about any of this until recently."

Akari sensed Julian's inner turmoil as he grappled with the complexities of his father's actions. "It's all so confusing," he admitted, his brow furrowing in frustration. "My dad was a drug lord, and in some pretty shady stuff, but then he goes and leaves all this behind for me when he knows that I... hate him,"

Julian paused, pondering the possible motivations behind his father's actions. "I can't help but think he did it for Mom," he mused, his voice tinged with a hint of sadness. "Maybe he thought he was providing for me in his own twisted way, trying to make up for all the wrongs he'd done."

Akari reached out to gently grasp Julian's hand, offering him a reassuring squeeze. "William may have been a criminal, but he was also a father," she said softly, her voice filled with empathy. "Perhaps, deep down, a part of him did feel guilty. Maybe he did care, but everything was just too complicated for him to show it to you."

She paused, her gaze meeting Julian's with unwavering sincerity. "It's okay to feel conflicted," she continued, her tone gentle yet reassuring. "You don't have to make sense of it all right now. Just know that whatever your father's intentions were, you're not defined by his actions. You're your own person, Julian, and you're capable of forging your own path." Julian smiled.

"Also, looks like you won't have to live in a trailer house anymore," she teased, a playful glint in her eyes. "You've upgraded to a mansion now."

Julian chuckled, a hint of uncertainty crossing his features. "Yeah, maybe," he replied with a shrug. "But to be honest, the idea of living there alone is a bit scary."

Akari shook her head, a curious expression flickering across her face. "I've never seen the Jones mansion," she admitted, her tone tinged with intrigue. Julian's eyes sparkled with mischief as he glanced around.

"It's just a couple of streets from here," he revealed with a smile. "Want to take a look?"

Akari's interest piqued, she nodded eagerly, her anticipation growing with each step they took towards the grand estate. As they strolled down the quiet street, Akari couldn't help but marvel at the grandeur of the houses that lined their path. Each residence seemed to exude an air of opulence.

The tranquility of the street enveloped them as they ventured deeper into the heart of the affluent neighborhood. The only sound that broke the silence was the soft rustle of leaves in the gentle breeze, adding to the serene atmosphere that surrounded them.

Arriving at the Jones mansion, Akari couldn't help but be awestruck by its sheer size and grandeur. The building was impressive, its lights casting a warm glow in the evening.

"It's huge," Akari murmured in admiration, her eyes tracing the intricate details of the mansion's design. The sight of the grand estate left her momentarily speechless, captivated by its beauty and elegance.

As they approached the entrance, Akari noticed a security guard stationed nearby, his watchful gaze scanning the surroundings. The presence of security only added to the aura of exclusivity that surrounded the mansion.

"Hey, Parker," Julian greeted the guard with a wave, and Parker responded in kind as he opened the gates. Akari took in the sight of the garden, admiring its beauty as they walked through.

As they strolled through the garden, Akari couldn't help but marvel at its lush greenery and vibrant blooms, filled with tulips of various hues. Tall hedges lined the pathways, creating a sense of privacy and tranquility within the expansive grounds.

Julian's voice carried a note of nostalgia as he spoke, "She loved tulips." Akari couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness at the thought of the mansion being a symbol of his mother's love, tainted by the dark events that had unfolded within its walls. Despite its grandeur and beauty, it held bittersweet memories for Julian, a reminder of both love and loss.

Turning to Julian, Akari offered her support, her gaze filled with empathy. "We can go back if you want," she suggested gently. "I've seen enough." She understood the weight of the memories that the mansion held for him and wanted to respect his feelings.

With a determined look in his eyes, Julian shook his head. "No, let's go inside," he insisted, his voice filled with resolve. "We've come all this way, and it's been ages since I've properly set foot in the mansion myself."

He took her hand, his grip firm yet gentle, as he continued, "And having you here with me would make it the best memory I could possibly have. Your presence would overshadow all the bad memories of this place."

Akari's heart swelled at his words, touched by his sincerity and vulnerability. With a nod, she squeezed his hand reassuringly, silently promising to stand by him every step of the way.

As they stepped inside the Jones mansion, Akari couldn't help but gasp in awe at the grandeur that surrounded them. The spacious foyer boasted intricately carved wooden pillars and a sweeping staircase adorned with ornate railings.

Every detail seemed meticulously curated, from the elegant chandeliers that hung from the high ceilings to the exquisite artwork that adorned the walls. Plush rugs softened the footsteps, leading the way into sprawling rooms filled with antique furniture and luxurious furnishings.

There was a warmth to the atmosphere, a sense of history and love that permeated every corner of the mansion. It was clear that this was a place filled with memories, both joyful and bittersweet.

"You should see my room," Julian spoke and before Akari could respond, Julian swept Akari off her feet, quite literally, as they ascended the grand staircase together. With Akari cradled in his arms, he effortlessly carried her up each step, their laughter echoing through the expansive hallway.

As they reached the landing, Julian gently set Akari down, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he gazed at her flushed cheeks and bright smile. "Well, that was fun," he remarked, a playful grin tugging at the corners of his lips.

Akari laughed, her heart fluttering with the exhilaration of being held in Julian's arms. "You are so annoying," she quipped, her eyes dancing with affection as she looked up at him.

With a playful wink, Julian took Akari's hand in his and led her down the hallway toward his room. "That's my room," he said, a hint of anticipation in his voice.

Akari followed him eagerly, her curiosity piqued by the prospect of seeing this intimate part of Julian's life. As Julian opened the doors to his room, Akari's breath caught in her throat at the sight before her. The room was spacious yet cozy, with warm earth tones and soft lighting that created a soothing ambiance. The walls were adorned with framed photographs and artwork, each piece a testament to Julian's eclectic tastes and varied interests.

A large, comfortable bed dominated the center of the room, its plush pillows and crisp linens invitingly arranged. A desk sat against one wall, cluttered with books and papers that hinted at Julian's scholarly pursuits. Akari went near the window, admiring the view from Julian's room.

Suddenly, the rhythmic patter of rain against the glass filled the room, prompting a groan of frustration to escape her lips. "It's raining," She sighed. "We don't have a car to go back home," She smacked her forehead.

"Looks like we're stuck here," Julian remarked.

Before Akari could voice her concerns, she heard the faint creak of a door shutting behind her. Turning around, she found herself locking eyes with Julian, his gaze intense and unwavering. "I guess we're sleeping here," he said, his voice tinged with a hint of amusement.

As Akari felt the atmosphere shift, tension simmered between her and Julian, thickening the air with anticipation. His gaze bore into hers with intensity, hinting at a hunger that mirrored her own desire.

With a casual shrug, Julian discarded his coat, his movements deliberate yet unhurried. As the fabric pooled at his feet, Akari's pulse quickened, her senses heightening in response to the charged atmosphere. She could feel the weight of his gaze, the silent invitation to surrender to the moment.

"It's probably safer than trying to brave that storm outside," Julian's voice was a low, seductive murmur, his eyes smoldering with an intensity that sent shivers down Akari's spine.

"Hmm," Akari's response was barely a whisper, her breath hitching in her throat as Julian's proximity enveloped her. With a single step back, she felt the cool surface of the wall press against her back, grounding her in the moment as Julian's gaze held her captive.

As his hand slid across her hips, Akari's senses were consumed by the heady scent of his cologne, the warmth of his touch searing her skin with an intoxicating fervor.

With each passing moment, Akari found herself lost in the depths of Julian's gaze, her resolve crumbling beneath the weight of her desire. In his arms, she felt alive, consumed by a hunger she had never known before, as every touch, fueled the flames of passion burning between them.

As Julian's lips brushed against her ear, his voice was a low, fervent whisper, sending a shiver of anticipation coursing through Akari's body. "Don't look at me like that, starlight," he murmured, his tone laced with desire, "I wouldn't be able to control myself."

With each word, Akari felt her heart race, the pulse of desire throbbing in her veins as Julian's words ignited a firestorm of need within her.

In that moment, all Akari could think about was the heat of Julian's touch, the way his words stirred something primal deep within her, urging her to abandon herself to the flames of passion.

As Julian's lips trailed down her neck, leaving a trail of fire in their wake, Akari surrendered to the whirlwind of sensation, her heart pounding with a fierce intensity that echoed the rhythm of their passion. With a sense of urgency coursing through her veins, Akari's hands found their way into Julian's hair, fingers tangling in the soft strands as she met his gaze with unwavering desire. In that moment, there was no room for hesitation, no space for doubt as their passion ignited like wildfire.

Before she could utter another word, Julian's hands were on her, lifting her effortlessly against the wall, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist as their bodies pressed together with an electric intensity.

Akari's voice was barely a whisper, breathless with need. "Take me," she pleaded, her words a fervent plea for release, a declaration of surrender to the undeniable pull of their desire.

With a husky murmur, Julian's lips brushed against Akari's ear as he whispered, "I will," his words laced with a promise that sent shivers down her spine. Without further hesitation, he captured her lips in a fervent kiss, igniting a blaze of passion that consumed them both.

Akari's moans mingled with the sound of their frantic kisses, the heat between them reaching a fever pitch. With each touch, each caress, she felt herself spiraling deeper into the depths of her longing, lost in the intoxicating allure of Julian's embrace.

With a desperate urgency, she clung to him, her fingers entwined in his hair, pulling him closer as if to fuse their bodies into one. In that moment, there was only Julian, only the raw intensity of their connection, as they surrendered to the overwhelming hunger that consumed them both.

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