Roman and Julienne's heart desire
Chapter 34: Don’t you know how to response to a kiss?

Chapter 34: Don’t you know how to response to a kiss?

"What do you mean?" Julie’s soft voice trembled, barely above a whisper.

"If you’re going to be with other men, why not be with your husband?" Roman’s deep voice rumbled, his gaze piercing as he watched Julie’s tears stream down her face, soaking into his shirt.

"I never slept around with anyone," Julie cried, tears streaming down her face as she shook her head violently.

Roman grimaced as he watched her. Tears rolled down her cheeks, and he thought, Why is she crying? Shouldn’t she be happy that I’m offering myself to her freely?

His cold, black eyes narrowed as he stared at her intensely, determined to find out if Julie was telling the truth. Was she really not the kind of woman he had imagined?

Ignoring her desperate expression, Roman reached out—his hand landing on the back of her head in an instant.

The next moment, "Uhm...mm,"

he pressed his lips against hers.

Julie’s eyes widened in shock. She froze in his arms, stiff with disbelief.

Then, like a needle had jolted her awake, she began to struggle.

She pushed against him with all her strength, hoping he would release her.

But to her surprise, Roman was too strong. He held her down effortlessly, ignoring her resistance.

"Don’t..." Julie whispered, fear trembling in her voice.

She was terrified of what he might do next, of how far he might go and she knew she couldn’t bear it.

Still struggling, Julie felt Roman’s eyes grow darker and colder.

His expression was unreadable, but the grip of his hand was anything but gentle.

As she tried to push him away, he caught her wrist, lifted her arm above her head, and held it there firmly with one hand, effectively pinning her down.

" Allow me," Roman said gently catch her lips without waiting for her response that will still be " No," if he waited.

"Umm," Julie moan as Roman lips descend and he pray open her lips with his tongue.

Tears roll down Julie eyes and wet the bedsheets.

Roman kiss and kiss her so she will response but all he got was her lips that are stiff looking at him.

He grimace ’ don’t she knows what to do if some one kiss her,’ Roman said in his head and he immediately asked what on his mind.

Julie who was looking at him in the eye with her tear stained face thought that finally he she will let her go as he removed his lips from her hers.

But she was surprised by the question he asked.

"Don’t you know how to response to a kiss," he asked his deep voice right next her eyes that send her shivers down her spine.

Julie blink at his question and shake her head up and down.

That was the question she needed, that was the question she need everyone to asked her about.

Though it was embarrassing but she will be hundred percent willing to give that answer.

That what no one asked her about but Roman, and she was quick to give him the answer.

Looking at the shaking her head up and down Roman raised a brow and sat up on the bed without in silence.

He couldn’t believe that she don’t know how to kiss ’we are in 21st century,’ Roman said in his and turn to looked at her in disbelief.

"Come here," Roman said stretching his hand forward to help her sit on the bed.

"Tell me something," Roman said as she sat down comfortably in front of him.

"Hmm," Julie said nodding her head with her watery eyes.

"Are you virgin," Roman asked this deep blue eyes like the depth of the sea looking straight in her eyes but with the question and his eyes she couldn’t help it but lowered hers.

"C’mon, look at me" Roman said as he hook in his index finger under her chock borne and lift her face.

Staring straight in his eyes Julie slowly nodded and Roman close his eyes in frustration not with anything but himself.

’Why didn’t I asked her in the first place,’ He said in his head.

" I’m," Julie finally said the answer he is looking for but at this time that answer that should make him happy.

Was the one that make him feel the worst sadness in his chest.

"What about, what is trending right now online," he asked searching for an answer in her eyes.

"That was all a lie," Julie said looking directly in his eyes and seeing him raise his brow and narrowed his eyes she continue.

"I never had a boyfriend, no do I ever have kiss someone even by mistake talk less of sex not just once but whoring around no, I never done so ever," Julie said.

Tears streaming down her eyes as she remembered what she had walked through.

"It okay," Roman said taking her hand in his that surprised Julie a lot and she raised her eyes to look at him.

"So everything is a lie, you are pure," Roman whisper to himself feeling some kind of excitement in his heart.

Julie’s tears pour like a trap pool of water that was suddenly broken and she sobbed her shoulders shaking but didn’t there to cry louder afraid of offending the man infront of her.

Roman who was looking at the girl suddenly fill a pain in his heart seeing the girl tears.

Julie eyes widen as she was suddenly enveloped in a strong yet comforting arms.

Roman patt her back slowly and carefully " it’s okay," he said with a gentle voice that make her relaxed but her tears where streaming like it they where never meant to end.

Roman was surprised himself when he embarrased her in his arms but all what matters right now is for the girl in his arms to calm down.

Julie cried in his arms and sobbed wetting his the upper part of his clothes but Roman didn’t bother as he keep patting her head.

Calming down Julie distance herself a bit from him and whispered "thank you," feeling a little shy as this is her first time being comforted in a man arms and so close.

" Go wash your face," Roman said and Julie was quick to watch her face in the bathroom.

After some minutes Julie walked out of the bathroom all fresh as if she didn’t cry but what indicate it is her reading puffy eyes.

"Come," Roman magnetic deep voice was heard.

"So... everything was a lie. You’re pure," Roman whispered to himself, almost in disbelief.

The words slipped from his lips like a realization he hadn’t expected to feel so deeply.

A strange excitement stirred quietly in his chest—something close to awe, but heavier. He hadn’t prepared for this.

Across from him, Julie’s tears flowed freely now, like a dam had been broken.

She sobbed, her small shoulders trembling with each breath, but she didn’t dare make a sound louder than a whisper.

Fear still lingered—fear of offending the man before her, fear that if she cried too loudly, the comfort might vanish.

Roman’s gaze was fixed on her, but something inside him twisted painfully as he watched her cry.

And then—without thinking, without planning—he moved.

Julie’s eyes widened in surprise as she suddenly found herself enveloped in strong arms.

Roman had pulled her gently but firmly into his embrace.

The warmth of his body, the steady beat of his heart against her cheek, and the protective curve of his arms wrapped around her like a shield from everything she’d been hiding from.

He began patting her back, slowly and carefully. "It’s okay," he murmured, his voice so soft and low it melted the last of her resistance.

The gentleness in his tone was unexpected, and it wrapped around her like a blanket.

Her body trembled in his arms, the tears refusing to stop—as if they’d waited for this moment to finally be free.

They soaked the upper part of Roman’s shirt, but he didn’t seem to care.

His hand gently stroked her head, smoothing her hair in a rhythmic motion, as if he had done this before.

Roman didn’t know what came over him.

He had never embraced someone like this.Never comforted anyone so intimately since she break him shattered.But in this moment, none of that mattered.

All that mattered was the fragile girl in his arms—crying like no one had ever let her before.

Time passed in quiet sobs and gentle touches.

Finally, when her breathing slowed and the shaking lessened, Julie gently pulled away, just enough to put a little space between them.

Her eyes remained low, her cheeks flushed with shyness.

"Thank you," she whispered, her voice barely audible. Her heart beat wildly in her chest.

This was the first time she’d ever been comforted in a man’s arms—held this close, this gently—and it felt overwhelming, but not wrong.

Roman didn’t say anything for a moment. His expression was unreadable, but his eyes remained fixed on her.

"Go wash your face," he said at last, his voice even but not cold.

Julie nodded quickly and stood. She disappeared into the bathroom.

Minutes passed.

When she returned, she looked freshly washed. The redness in her cheeks was gone, and her skin glowed softly under the bathroom light.

But her eyes—still puffy and tired—were proof of everything she had just released.

Roman was still seated on the bed, watching her.

"Come," he said, his voice low and magnetic—something in the way he said it made her feet move before she could think.

She walked toward him.

Not knowing what came next.

Not knowing what he wanted.

But somehow, no longer afraid.