Free Web NovelChapter 52: Chapter 52 Sensual Shower
Jade’s POV
When Renzo said it, so casually, so softly, like he wasn’t just asking me, like he genuinely meant it, I honestly thought I’d misheard him.
Ditch school... and have fun with me.
For a second, the world tilted.
I had almost died.
I had stood in the middle of the road like someone who didn’t care whether she lived or not, and then I’d completely lost whatever dignity I had left by crying, no, bawling, I had bawled my eyes out in front of him like a child who’d been pushed too far and finally snapped.
And now this?
Why would he ask that? freeωebnovēl.c૦m
Why would Renzo, one of the three men who had married me last night and left me alone, suddenly want to spend the day with me?
My cheeks burned with embarrassment as reality crashed back in.
He probably pitied me because I almost just died.
But I don’t want his pity. I don’t want to be some fragile thing he felt obligated to comfort because he happened to save me from a truck.
He doesn’t care about me like that.
I knew that.
So why did my chest ache anyway?
“I’m... I’m fine,” I said quickly, the words tumbling out clumsily. I couldn’t even look at him. “You don’t have to bother. I think I’ll just.... find my way.”
Before he could respond, before he could look at me with that expression that can make my heart do something stupid, I turned and walked away.
I didn’t give him another chance to speak.
I couldn’t.
Every step I took felt heavy, like I was wading through something thick and unseen. I headed toward the academy out of habit more than intention, my mind numb, my thoughts tangled.
Renzo had been right.
By the time I reached the gates, they were already closed, tall, black iron bars sealing the school off like a final judgment.
I stopped for a moment, staring at them.
Then I laughed quietly under my breath.
Of course.
I didn’t even bother going closer. I just walked past the gates, past the familiar path I’d taken every day for years, and kept going.
I didn’t know where I was going.
I just knew I couldn’t stop.
The city slowly shifted around me as I walked. The quiet residential streets gave way to busier roads. Shops opened their doors, people hurried past with places to be, lives to live. I blended into the crowd, invisible and unwanted, my backpack weighing heavily on my shoulders.
People bumped into me as they passed, once, twice, more times than I could count.
No one apologized.
No one even looked back.
I was just another body in the way.
Eventually, the noise softened. The buildings thinned out, replaced by open space, grass stretching wide beneath a sky that felt too big for my aching chest.
A field.
It was lively in a way that hurt to watch.
Couples were scattered everywhere, some lying on blankets, laughing softly. Others sat close together, whispering secrets. A few were openly kissing, tangled in each other like the rest of the world didn’t exist.
I found an empty bench near the edge of the field and sat down slowly.
I watched them.
I hated myself for it, but I did.
They looked so.... easy. So certain. Like love wasn’t something they had to earn or beg for or survive pain to deserve.
I wondered what it would feel like to be chosen freely.
To be wanted without conditions.
My throat tightened.
The sky began to change without me noticing at first. The blue dimmed, clouds rolling in thick and heavy. A low rumble of thunder echoed in the distance, vibrating through the air.
Then the rain started.
At first it was gentle, light droplets tapping against my skin, my hair, the bench beneath me.
People scrambled quickly, gathering their things, laughing as they ran for cover. Within minutes, the field emptied, leaving me alone under a darkening sky.
I didn’t move.
The rain grew heavier, soaking through my clothes, plastering my hair to my face. Cold crept into my bones, but I welcomed it. It matched how I felt inside, raw, exposed, numb.
Then suddenly...
The rain stopped.
Not everywhere.
Just above me. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com
I frowned and slowly looked up.
Renzo stood there.
Drenched. Hair darkened by rain, water dripping from his lashes, his jacket held carefully above my head, shielding me while he took the full brunt of the storm himself.
My breath caught.
“How...” My voice came out hoarse. “How did you find me again?”
He gave a small, almost sheepish shrug. “I’ve been following you,” he admitted. “Couldn’t let you go off alone again.”
My heart stumbled painfully in my chest.
I stood up before I could think, before I could stop myself, and looked at him properly. Rainwater streamed down his face, but his eyes were steady on mine, unreadable and intense.
And then it happened.
I leaned in and kissed him.
It was brief, just a soft, impulsive peck on his lips. Barely anything at all.
The moment I pulled back, reality crashed in again.
What was I doing?
“I.... I’m sorry,” I stuttered, heat flooding my face. “I didn’t mean to....”
I didn’t get to finish.
Renzo dropped the jacket.
The rain soaked us both instantly as he stepped forward, one hand gripping my waist, the other sliding up to cradle the back of my head. He pulled me into him like he’d been holding back for far too long, like he needed me closer just to breathe.
His lips crashed against mine.
Not gentle.
Not hesitant.
It was deep and hungry, his mouth moving against mine with a desperation that made my knees weaken. Rain poured around us, thunder rolling overhead, but all I could feel was him, his warmth, his strength, the way his body fit against mine like it was always meant to be there.
I gasped softly, fingers clutching his soaked shirt as he kissed me again, slower this time, more deliberate. The world faded until there was nothing but the rain and the way my heart was pounding wildly in my chest.
