Finally they both were left alone in that room. He looked at her and saw her standing in her place like a statue. Her glossy eyes refused to leave him. He looked down towards her hands and saw her both hands were bandaged. He remembered her trying to push away that chandelier with her naked hands.Exhaling a soft sigh, he looked upward into her eyes.“Are you coming here or do I need to get there on my own?” He asked her in a slightly strict tone. She neither moved nor answered because Flora was in some other daze but she snapped back into reality when she saw him trying to step down from the bed.She hurriedly dashed towards him and stopped him from moving. She clutched his both arms but as soon as her eyes fell on his bandaged arm, her eyes glossed even more. The images of that moment when she saw that chandelier falling on him and him lying on that floor, covered in his blood, started reflecting inside her head. It throbbed her heart and ached her soul in pain. That scenario had fi

He saw her face turning red in shame and embarrassment. He smirked, seeing her reaction. “I didn't think that you would be so shameless, you chicken head?” She spat, glaring while blushing hard. He chuckled, making her pull back her hand from his mouth. “Even I didn't know I could be this shameless,” he uttered and then sucked on her lower lip. “I guess, you are the one to be blamed for it, Ms. Alfanso. You turned me shameless,” he stated, making her frown at him. “Shut up. We shouldn't be blaming others for being shameless and you are born shameless,” she snapped at him and finally made some space for him on the bed. “Now sleep and do not dare to run your mouth too much and do not even think about putting pressure on your right arm. If you did then I will kick you out, not only from this bed but from our home too,” she warned him and then started helping him in laying on the bed whereas for him, he just stared at her and recalled her words ‘our home’ “Now, sleep, my shameless bo

“I should have never tried to forget that you're Flora Aniya Alfanso …..the fucking heiress of Riccardo Alfanso,” he seethed out, finally destroying his facade of deceiving her and his own self. Flora was beyond shocked to hear those words from his mouth. Her teary eyes gazed at him, startled. He gripped her jaw in a more harsh grip. “I was forgetting about the truth of your fucking existence but now this makes me remember that…..” he forced her head closer to his. His bloodshed eyes were filled with a dark fatality which ached to ruin every ounce of her being. “Who you are and who I fucking should be with you, Flora Aniya Alfanso,” the revelation shivered her heart. A searing pain erupted inside her soul which glistened up in her sea-green hues. Their gazes peered into each other. His gloomy orbs roamed all over her face where he caught the pain in her eyes overpowering her hatred and anger but for him, this girl had started overpowering his each and every emotion. Her mere touch

Their mouths were sucking each other like they both had been thristing for it since ages. Their tongues collided in a beautifully serene way, filling their insides with raw hunger for each other, especially him.Their tangled fingers tightened around each other. She slightly shifted beneath him but a shiver ran down her spine when she felt his hardened erection poking against her clothed core.Breathless, she pulled back from their kiss to look at him. His icy silver eyes were burning with a predacious hunger for her very existence. She knew he didn't want to stop this time without claiming every inch of her being as his and tonight, even she didn't need him to stop. She needed to be his and just only his, from each and every possible way.He bent his knees even more and intentionally pressed his erected crotch against her womanhood. Flora stuck on a breath before slightly arching her back. Her consent was evident in her beautiful shimmering eyes but he still wanted to hear it from he

After hanging up his call, he trailed his eyes away from her and then looked at his campus bag which was placed on a table. Walking towards it, he unlocked it and started opening its zip when he sensed her shifting. Turning his head, he looked at her and found her moving on the bed, indicating she had woken up from her sleep. Flora slowly opened her eyes and tilted her to look at him where she found him standing in front of a table. She couldn't see what he was doing there as his huge back was shielding it from her vision. “What are you doing there, Easton?” She asked, getting up and sitting on the bed. A hiss escaped from her mouth because of feeling that soreness in her lower region and it didn't go unnoticed by him who was wordlessly watching her every action keenly. Rubbing her eyes, she removed the blanket from her naked body and slowly stepped down from the bed. He didn't move from his place and continued to peer at her every step. Having a little difficulty in walking, she