Iris POV
"Let's go in. " Arthur said again but this time, I could feel that it wasn't Arthur holding my hand anymore and that strangely sour my mood.
I walked alongside the person that held my hand while Arthur walked behind us, muttering something to the man in a code that I did not understand but I wasn't ready to understand either as I already had a lot to think about and I did not want more.
"Can I really forget about that day?" Was the question that kept troubling my mind and I was frustrated.
"Leave the room, I want to speak with her. " I heard Arthur said to the men in the room and I wondered why.
I was helped to a seat before the men left the room and I heard the sound of a seat being pulled before Arthur sat across me. He was so close to me that I could clearly perceived his scent and it made my inside churn with weirdly.
As a girl that never had intimacy with any guy before, I expected myself to be shy and scared but... It was the complete opposite!
I crossed my legs and wrapped my hands around myself with a big smile on my face " What's it you want to tell me that you have to send everyone out like this?" I asked with a hint of curiosity in my playful voice.
Arthur was silent for a while before letting out a deep breathe. I had no idea what he was thinking about but he surely was thinking about something.
"I don't know why your father did not bother to look for you or is it because he thought you are dead? I've waited for him for so long but I see no hint of him trying to look for you at all, what's going on?" He questioned and the smile on my face immediately died down.
My eyes twitched and my lips curved into a bitter smile... " I see you don't believe me when I told you no one cares about me. My father, he hates me so much that he doesn't care if I'm okay or not. " I replied and lowered my head. I felt embarrassed to be telling Arthur about this... I wanted to run away and hide... No! I wanted to hug him and beg for his comfort ~ I was lost!
"He doesn't care? Why? Ain't you his daughter?" He asked, not quite believing my explanation.
"Like I told you before, I don't even know how my mother looked. I've never seen her before because she died the very day i was born. I've been a bad luck to my family since the day I was born and that is why my father hates me with all his being. My twins sisters would always tell me how frail and weak my mother looked when she had me in her belly and they would always remind me how bad of a child I am... I... I wanted them to accept me... I did my best for them... I proved to them in many occasions that I'm not a bad luck... I really..." I could no longer continue my words as my voice had totally broke down. I clenched my chest tightly and cried desperately... It had been a long while since I last cried this hard but each memory was like a sharp dagger piercing my soft heart mercilessly and I could no longer take it.
Being maltreated by my father and the only family I saw as my own was something that was always hard for me to bear. I've tried everything I could to make them see me as one of their own and accept me but it had always been futile. It was like they continued hating me more each day no matter how hard I tried.
Arthur was silent for a while, he did not say a word and I could not figure out what he was thinking at that moment. I concentrated my mind to figure out what he was doing but I couldn't and I was worried. I had no idea if I would be able to accept it if he refused to believe me and send me away as a liar... I had no where to go... I had no one... No! I couldn't afford to leave him either!
I heard him cleared his throat and I expected him to say something but he did not and that was when I figured out something ~ " It's like he isn't the type to console someone. He doesn't feel alright with me crying this much and he wants to console me but he has no idea how to... Whoaa! Should I give him a little more push?" I asked myself inwardly and I wished I could laugh out loud but I knew that would complicate the matter.
I continued crying, trying to push him to make a move but I realized he wouldn't and I was getting tired of crying. I wiped my face a little and pushed myself forward from the bed. I searched for his legs with my legs and fortunately for me, I found out his leg was really close to mine... so close that I would be able to touch his lap if I stretched my hand!
I moved my body forward again and relaxed my body as I fell forward and as I expected, he made his chest available for me to fall on!
We both stayed like that without saying a word for a while as none of us had anything else to say. I turned to face Arthur and raised my hand to trace his face " Can I?" I asked gently as I traced my hand over his face, trying to imagine his look in my head and my heart started beating faster than ever.
He didn't reply.
I raised my head gently to follow the rhythm of my hand that was already pressing on something soft and I closed the distance between us as I smashed my lips on his!
Iris povI didn't know what I was thinking when I interlocked my lips with his own. All I knew was that it felt so right that every other thought was shot out of my mind like a speeding bullet and my only focus was on his plump juicy lips wrapping around my own.Since I had never been with a man before, the closest I ever came to kissing was when my lips would press against a pillow imagining what it would be like to actually kiss.And now it had now been strapped into the wangon of reality and it was far more amazing than I could have ever imagined.But then it was all interrupted when suddenly there is a hard knock on the door that sent both of us jumping away from each other I thought that I was going to fall off the bed and suddenly I felt his wrist and my hand holding me back but this time I wasn't landing on his chest again and I ached to feel the warmth that was there.Even if he didn't bring me back to his chest I noticed that you didn't stick his hand over him as he conversed
Arthur POV"Ugh!" I groaned in frustration as I sent my pillow flying across the room, bitterness rising up my throat and coming through my lips as hardened curses against that bastard that called himself Sebastian Scott. I still remember those bitter cold nights, taking care of my sister and sometimes my small body as a child and I would shake so hard watching my hatred for the man mount every single day. Despite all my careful planning he had still escaped. I sat on my king size bed and ran my fingers through my hair, trying to calm myself down. He wasn't going to escape not anymore but for now I needed to be a little bit patient. After all, I had waited my entire life to end this man…just a little bit longer. As I began to steady I closed my eyes, pulling in to make my entire body relax and the moment I closed my eyes the only issue of a frail body with sharp blue eyes penetrated my thoughts and I immediately opened my house.Darn it!How can a bastard like Sebastian even have
Iris POV I was surprised when he allowed me to speak, now I had expected him to just cut me off but to my great surprise he actually seemed inquisitive about what u had to say. "Well, what is it?...get it out!"He snapped in such a cold voice that I felt shivers shoot all over my body instantly and I almost froze up in that instant.Recovering from how he yelled at me, I finally managed to speak."I was thinking that…maybe you can call him and tell him that I'm trying to elope…or something like that…"In my head this plan had sounded so cool but now that I was saying it to this cold man I suddenly felt so stupid and he didn't fail to tell me just how stupid I sounded."Did you really come all the way here…to say THAT?!"If his voice had rose by a single decible then I would have leaped off my seat in an instant because of the mere shock of it, did he have to be this way?I just gave a suggestion if it was no good then he could just tell me instantly but instead he would rather make
Iris POV"...You are so disgusting…no man in his right mind would ever want to be with you…" My father said this to me heatedly one Sunday afternoon my offence was that I had tripped and shattered a glass of wine that I was supposed to delivered during dinner. I thought that my short miserable life was going to come to an end on that day as my father's eyes were burning with fury and anger while the rest of my step family were egging him on. An apology tried to escape my lips but before I could even manage to see that he immediately slapped me across the face and began to pour curses on me one after another as if it was a heavy rain that was beaten down against me.He told me that I would never be useful in life and when he felt that he had run out of insults he began to say things that he didn't even make any sense at all including the one that no man will ever want me. I was used to soaking my pillow with tears but that night I couldn't even cry pain was so much that tears alo
Arthur POV "Did I go too far?" I asked myself as I sat on my bed and my mind quickly replayed something that had happened just a moment ago, did I really go too far? No I didn’t She was becoming far too cosy with me for no reason I had to remind her that she was just the daughter of my enemy and I despise her just as much as I despised the man which lungs she came from, it didn't matter to me jackshit if she was innocent so what, I was innocent to so was my sister and yet that bastard Sebastian Scott ended our parents lives heartlessly. Infact my revenge will not be complete if I didn't scare her the same way my sister and I were scarred 15 years ago. Compared to the way we suffered she had not experienced anything at all, some nights both me and my sister will chat and make up silly stories because there was nothing to eat in fact that was most nights but sometimes it got so bad that it felt as if our internal organs were getting feasted on because of the hunger that we were
Iris POV Slowly but steadily I began to regain my consciousness, it was a gradual process but eventually I was becoming aware of myself again the first thing I felt was the ache around my entire body and this time I only had to search for my sight for a couple of seconds before the memory that I could no longer see came back again crossing my heart wickedly like a sharp knife. I had lived my entire life being able to see colors and the world around me and all of a sudden that ability was snuffed away. I was still getting used to it, but maybe I will never really get used to it but just come to a forceful acceptance that it was gone forever. Soon I remembered that my entire body aches and I couldn't even move a single inch because of how much it hurts. How long had that flight of stairs been? I couldn't see but I felt like I had fallen quite a lot. Maybe I should cry out for help? even my voice just cracked before I could speak and so I just lay there maybe it was better this wa
Iris POV I didn't think that I would come into a situation when I would have to agree with this man so much and I would have to admit that I have finally fallen into that because indeed we really needed to talk. "What kind of business are you doing that your former partners come with a gun after you?" I asked him genuinely curious and afraid for the answer that I am going to get. There was silence as if I hadn’t asked any question. “I will be the one asking questions and you respond not the other way round” he said breaking the silence and making me furious. I put my arms across one another still staring into space I wish that I could see him so I could glare him just as much as I wanted to but I had a feeling that he was looking at my face so he would probably realize just how serious I was from my facial expressions alone or at least I hope so. "Okay since I don't get to ask any questions go ahead and interrogate me I just hope that I am able to tell you the correct things,"
Iris POV After that accident when I was almost killed by one of his former business partners, Arthur did not want me to be leaving the room and he had some bodyguards around me from time to time in case I wanted to go outside. I felt incredibly suffocated I always knew that I was being watched by his men I could feel it even though I could not to look back and there and return their intense gaze is what it felt like it was burning the side of my body that they were looking at and it was always something that they never stop doing as if it was a daily routine that the plan for before they will even wake up at all. He was mostly being cold and distant as he always was before and after the incidents that happened with him wanting me to be desperately hateful of him I decided to keep my distance. I was wondering how long he was going to continue this routine of him ignoring me while keeping his men to watch me 24/7 and then it was finally over. He stepped into my room one day without