Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO-Chapter 460: Buy me a beast as handsome as him.

"The truth is, it's not the long flight that tired me," he went on, his voice softer now, almost a whisper. "It's the thought of waking up to another morning without you beside me. Do you even know how insufferable that has become recently?"

Arwen didn't know how to answer. It had been equally insufferable for her, too.

"The truth is … I have missed you more than you missed me. More than I can admit in words."

His fingers brushed her cheeks, featherlight, almost reverent. "And the truth is … only you know the real me, Moon. No one else ever has, and no one else ever will. It will be only you. Always."

Arwen's breath caught in her throat. The vulnerability in his voice, in his gaze —it was overwhelming.

So much so that she didn't even realize when she stood on her toes and pressed her lips to his.

Her fingers gripped the lapel of his jacket when she felt him respond to her kiss. It started slow and gentle … but it deepened quickly, growing with emotion —hunger, longing and love.

The world blurred around them, time folding into that moment.

But just as they would have let it all go —

A small, high-pitched voice rang out from nearby.

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"Mama, look! Is that how the beauty was kissed by the beast in the story?"

The innocent question made Arwen freeze in place. Her eyes widened.

And she realized they were still at the airport. People must be around. Just because she hadn't noticed them doesn't mean they have disappeared.

Her cheeks colored crimson as she patted Aiden's shoulders desperately. But he simply didn't budge.

It felt like he hadn't heard the kid's words at all. Or if he heard, he didn't mind.

Arwen heard a mother shushing her child, chiding in the process.

"Shush! Don't look, let's go."

"But Mama, I want to see how the Beauty and the Beast look in real life."

If Arwen hadn't been embarrassed before, she was now. She pressed her hands against Aiden's chest before pushing him.

"Aiden —" she requested him in a whisper, her cheeks burning. "We should first get out of this place. We are in public. Please."

And it was then that Aiden stopped.

He didn't let go at once. He dropped his head against her, as if trying to calm himself.

Arwen felt the need to be desperate, but when she felt him taking deep breaths, she couldn't bear to push him away. Not even when she could feel the stares from people around.

She let him hold her a while longer.

And only when Aiden's breathing eased, she said, "People around are staring at us. We should leave first."

Aiden opened his eyes, and it was then, Arwen saw … the raging desire in his chestnut browns. One that he had been trying to calm down, but was failing badly to do so.

Her stomach clenched in anticipation at that look of his, and she didn't dare to say another word.

Aiden simply stared at her for another second before nodding to her. Entwining their fingers together, he turned and escorted her out without caring about the people around.

From the corner of her eyes, Arwen saw the kid staring at them in awe. She did turn her head to look at her specifically, but she heard her saying to her mother.

"Mama's they look so beautiful. Beauty is beautiful, but the beast is the most handsome one. Do the beasts look like this?"

"Shush! If you stay silent now, I am not going to buy you any other princess tale book. Do you hear that?" The mother warned, but her tone sounded too flustered to hold any effect.

The kid quickly suggested. "Okay, mama. Don't buy me another book, buy me a beast as handsome as him."

Arwen couldn't help but chuckle softly. Yes, that's her beast. And he does look damn handsome—she muttered to herself only to realize Aiden giving her a confused look.

She quickly shook her head at him, conveying it was nothing, before tugging on his hand to leave quickly.

Aiden followed her out, and soon they were right in front of the car.

Aiden opened the door for her, helping her in before getting inside right after.

Arwen checked, and the air conditioner was working just fine. But somehow, she felt the air inside the car was too hot.

She was about to ask Alfred to adjust the temperature, but before she could, she heard Aiden speaking beside her.

"Drive to the nearest hotel," he ordered, and before she could react or understand his words, he pressed the switch, raising the partition of the car.

"This … we aren't going home?" she asked, her fingers curling around her in both anticipation and anxiety.