UNCERTAINTY

Weeks had passed since that grand event, their bond had grown and continue to spark each day.

Her guard felt down when she finally sees how Lorenz was true to his words and she was comfortable around him.

Iris became Lorenz's muse and every single moment without fails they keep doing the same habits and respecting both their spaces.

...Lorenz painting Iris in his canvas until his paint ran dry and his brush turn into mess....

...Lorenz taking her to cafes as their fans greet at them genuinely....

...Lorenz also convinced Iris to treat his studio also her own home so she wouldn't have to be tired changing places everyday....

...Their bond wasn't just any muse or a painter would do......

...But more deeper than the ocean itself....

Between their growing bond together, Something is lurking behind corners.

Mr Roger would call Iris many times because a lot of painters from other country also wants her to be their delicate muse.

But everytime he'll call Iris would always refuse for a while and had made her decisions.

"Ms. Murette! You have to understand that these clients are looking forward to your cooperation!" Mr. Roger said on the phone firmly.

"These are important Ms. Murette you have to think well!"

"Mr. Roger...we have talked about these weeks ago, I'm taking a break for a while..." She said back firmly while clutching the phone.

Before she could hang up, Iris heard a word from him that made her gasp.

Mr. Roger didn't contacted her after that and Iris had avoided it completely too, like he dissapeared our of nowhere after a storm and she is always alert for the next.

As months passed, Lorenz occasionally held Iris more often and put gentle kisses on her cheeks, admiring her natural beauty and uniqueness.

Lorenz hug her tightly from the back of her waist as he kissed her neck saying..

"you're beautiful just the way you are, my muse you are mine "

Iris flustered as his genuine compliment and smiled at him warmly.

Weeks turned to months Like a tidal wave as their bond became stronger, Not for being a muse nor a painter.

But as lovers...

Meanwhile Iris's studio felt empty without her usual presence and Mr. Roger haven't really contacted her yet since that day but she has no doubts in her thoughts despite what she had heard.

She only knew that's she's free being herself when he's with Lorenz, and she finally find her true comfort.

One peaceful night and the moonlight caressing them both, Lorenz didn't even realized he kissed Iris deeply while cupping her cheeks under the moonlight as the paintings and canvas surrounded them both

"Iris" His voice husky. "You're so beautiful my love"

The kiss was deep and not desperate,

he finally pull back and pants while he looks at her flushed skin apologizing before he spoke with passion.

"I love you"

He said it with a gentle and loving tone, Iris looked at him, really looked at him and declared how she loves him too.

Tears well up from her eyes.

Her beauty doesn't fade,

but her heart blooms over.

Lorenz's eyes widen slightly as he heard it from her and hugged Iris so tightly it almost hurt.

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The night passes on and they find themselves in a soft feathery sheets.

While Hwei caress her body gently and firmly through the moonlight.

Lorenz waited for her to relaxed and finally made love to her, he looks deeply at her eyes as he watches her face form with pleasure that sends a shiver down his spine.

He sees it well, the real her, Iris's High pitched sounds and the musky scent from the night spread across the room and as Lorenz finally spills himself inside her that made both of them groan as her nails digg and clench to him.

He made a promise

But is it last?

He will love this woman forever like he owns her, and only roses with chains will separate their bond.

The clock hits midnight while Iris felt into slumber in his arms, Lorenz can't stop but look at her deeply while he continue his loving confessions between her unconsciousness through whispers.

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