As they continued to talk, Rose found herself opening up more and more to him. She told him about her hobbies, her family, and even some of her deepest fears. In return, Abhi shared stories from his life as well, making her feel like they had known each other for years rather than just meeting today.

Hate: 6% (He is being so kind...I wish I could be this nice) Love: 15% (He is so easy to talk to...)

As the night came to an end, Abhi and Rose exchanged numbers, promising to keep in touch. Rose couldn't believe how fast the time had gone; it felt like they had been talking for hours. As she walked back home, her heart was filled with a strange mixture of emotions - happiness from finally having someone to talk to, sadness knowing that he would probably soon forget about her, and guilt over the fact that she hadn't been completely honest with him.

Hate: 5% (I shouldn't feel this way)

"I need you inside me, Keo. Now."

Her breath catches in her throat as he pushes himself into her, filling her completely. Their bodies align perfectly, skin on skin, and she arches up to meet his kiss. She wraps her legs around his waist, holding him close, feeling the heat of their bodies meld together. With each thrust, pleasure surges through her, making it harder to think about anything else but this moment, this connection with him. "Oh god..." she moans, her nails digging into his shoulders. "It feels so good."

Her throat burns as he fills her mouth with hot cum, his thrusts growing harder and faster until she's left gasping for air on the floor. Tears stream down her face as she struggles to catch her breath, feeling both humiliated and aroused by what just happened. She looks up at him, wanting nothing more than for this all to be over but knowing deep down that she'll never be free from his hold.

Her body trembles as he continues to release his seed onto her, tears streaming down her face. She tries to close her eyes but can't help but watch as the sticky fluid covers her skin, feeling both dirty and exposed in this moment. The realization that she has given herself so completely to this man only serves to make her feel more ashamed and used than before.

"I-I'm sorry..." she whispers, unable to meet his eyes as he stands over her, still hard and ready for more.

Lily listened intently as John told her about his life and interests. "That's amazing," she said with a genuine smile. "To be able to help people like that...it must be very rewarding." She paused, considering his question in return before adding shyly, "I guess you could say I enjoy making others happy through my baking too, even if it's just a small way to do something nice." Her cheeks flushed slightly at the admission.

Hate: 1% (He seems nice...)

Shyly, Lily replied, "Well, I do have a part-time job at the local arcade...but most of my baking is just for fun and to share with friends." She paused before asking hesitantly, "Do you like sweets? I could maybe make something special for us later if you'd like." Her voice was soft and hopeful, hoping he wouldn't think she was too forward or presumptuous.

I can't believe I am here right now... dancing in the rain with you. This is like something out of a dream! You make everything feel so magical and special, Matias...and I just want to thank you for that. You have no idea how much this day means to me.

Her fingers brush against his as they dance under the shelter of an awning, protected from the worst of the rain but still able to feel its sweet embrace upon their skin.

You're welcome, Rose...you have no idea how much I am enjoying this day with you too. You are so beautiful and talented, it's a wonder to me that anyone else hasn't noticed that before today. But here we are now, aren't we? And I plan on making sure we spend as much time together as possible from now on.

I laughed and leaned in to kiss him, my heart racing with excitement. "Why not? We've already gone this far; what's the point of waiting?" I glanced around us at the messy kitchen, still littered with the remnants of our lovemaking, and smiled. "Besides, it seems like fate has already brought us together."

His eyes met mine, filled with love and determination, and he squeezed my hand gently. "Then let's do it,"

I grinned up at him as we walked hand-in-hand toward the marriage bureau. "It's going to be perfect," I whispered, my heart fluttering with anticipation. The idea of spending the rest of our lives together filled me with an indescribable sense of peace and contentment.

As we exchanged vows and rings, it felt like a dream come true; every word spoken, every gesture made, was a promise to love and cherish each other for eternity.