Chapter 70:
Kail’s storage building on the school grounds beca their little eting place.
Bach’s Goldberg variations was playing beautifully. Kail and Silje were sitting together on the comfortable sofa. He would kiss her passionately for one minute, then turn to his canvas in the next.
Silje watched him as his fingers moved fast.
On the white canvas was Silje goddess-like figure. The painting looked confident and seductive as it stared back at Kail.
She looked elegant, dreamy, and sad all at the sa ti.
Monto mori.
His lettering tattoo was now familiar to her. Studying the tattoo for the 100th ti, Silje couldn’t stop admiring Kail.
Was he painting this to rember that night forever?
Listening to Bach, she watched him expertly paint. She smiled slowly.
“You are like a real artist. Is there anything you can’t do, Kail?” She joked adorably, “You’re like the Da Vinci of Norway. What a great artist you are.”
“Exactly. I can also play the violin. I bet I can make it into any band right now. Of course, I won’t because I don’t want to.”
Kail picked up his violin and started to play Bruckner’s romantic symphony. When he played it beautifully with a boyish grin, Silje giggled. He walked towards her and kissed her deeply.
Kail whispered, “Your lips taste like sumr. Like the hot sumr sun and the green forest before the winter cos. I find your scent and taste so exotic.”
“... Sumr forest? Kail?”
When Silje leaned against him and asked, Kail smiled and replied, “Yeah. Lovely sumr forest... I still rember the ti in my sumr ho. The birds singing in the forest... The greenness of it all. The sound of the fresh waterfall and the scent of wildflowers.”
Kail kissed her again and continued, “When sumr cos, let’s go to my hytte. We will wake up to the birds singing. I want to go there with you.”
“And will you play Bruckner there too, Kail?”
Sleepily, Silje asked and Kail whispered, “If you want to, I am always willing. I will play you a sweet lullaby.”
“Alright, I admit that it sounds wonderful. Whenever I suffer from insomnia, I will call for you, Kail.”
“Sure thing. And I will always dream of you, Silje.”
Kail gave her a goodnight kiss, and Silje realized how close they had beco.
She drowsily imagined what it would be like to spend the sumr with Kail at his sumr ho.
Perhaps it was a wooden cottage on the lake with a sauna. Under the warm sun, they would talk and laugh all day. They would stay in the hot sauna as long as possible before running out and jumping into the lake to cool off.
When night ca, the sun would still burn high above and they would feel each other’s skin. They would seep into each other and beco one.
“Let’s go to my house. I want to take you there, Silje.”
A quiet but firm tone.
He said it smoothly and seductively.
“We can’t spend all our ti in this storage building forever. Don’t you agree? Let’s go to my house. I will introduce you to everyone as my woman. I have no intention of hiding our relationship. I never did.”
Kail was asking her to co into his personal territory. He was asking Silje to officially be acknowledged as his.
There would be no going back.
Silje thought deeply.
To go to Kail’s ho with him...
She knew this was bound to happen soday, but it was still a surprise. Silje couldn’t help but fear the unknown; to her, it felt like she was on a roller coaster going up.
Her instinct warned her she had to stop right here.
Dating Kail and going to his house were two very different things. The first was her choice, but the latter could turn into an uncontrollable situation. It would be like getting into a runaway train. She would lose all of her control over the situation.
Kail may laugh at her for feeling this way, but this was very important to her. She needed to retain as much control as possible, and therefore, it was no wonder she hesitated to visit the Bruntland mansion.
After all, it was the Bruntland’s. Everyone in Norway knew this family.
Silje glanced at Kail who was like the mystical aurora in the night sky. He had such power over her that it sotis scared her.
She looked at him quietly. Silje knew there were tis in life when she would have to make doubtful decisions, and perhaps this was one of those tis.
She sighed, but looking at him, she didn’t regret it. No matter how hard she tried to push him away, it was so hard to deny his beautiful green eyes.
Silje thought to herself.
‘I guess I lose... The problem is that despite it all, I am still very much attracted to him. I have made my decision, so I should learn to live with it. No regrets.’
Silje finally looked up.
“Alright, let’s go to your ho, Kail. I always knew that I had to do this soday. I have no intention of running away from it.”
“So you’ll face it straight on?”
When Kail asked her with a smile, Silje looked into his eyes firmly.
“Don’t be so smug. I just don’t like running away or avoiding things, that’s all.”
“Of course. So welco to my space.”
“Your space?”
“Yes, my personal territory. The mansion I live in is a cursed place. An evil witch lives there with as well. Even then, will you still co to my castle?”
Kail took her hand and caressed it gently. Silje asked, “Evil witch? Cursed?”
Kail grinned confidently.
“Yes. Once I beco the official heir to the corporation, I will get rid of my evil stepmother as soon as possible. I have been waiting for that day for a very long ti. The day I beco the master of Bruntland mansion.”
“But why? You should be able to do that right now if you wanted to.”
At her logical assessnt, Kail smiled coldly.
“It’s true, but I am being patient. I don’t want to make her disappear secretly. That is how she does things, but not . I don’t want to take over the family business like that. I want to do it officially and in the open. Revenge for myself and my mother will occur for everyone to see. I want the whole world to witness her going down.”
“Kail, when I hear about your life, it reminds of a story.”
Silje rembered a childhood story she heard a long ti ago. It was about a prince in the cruel cold after losing his throne. The prince waited patiently for a very long ti and plotted his revenge against the evil witch and the dragon.
After hearing the story, Kail replied to her, “But unlike that prince, who was alone, I have you.”
Kail offered his hand to her.
“The fact that I will always be with you will never change, Silje. So take my hand and let’s go to our house.”
“Our house?”
“Yes. Ours. Yours, mine, and our children’s.”
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