Belle's POVThe kiss was soft and sensual and I felt my heart beat with excitement. He didn't force it, didn't use his tongue. It was just a touch of lips that weakened my knees and I was very grateful that I wasn't standing.He pulled back and looked into my eyes, wanting to be sure that I wanted this. I searched his face, stared at him for a moment and without thinking, without considering the consequences, I leaned in and gave him a peck again, to show consent, to let him know that I wanted this as much as he did.Christian slided his right hand behind my hair to cup my neck softly and he looked at my eyes again, carefully, before hungrily taking my lips this time around. The kiss was like a dance by experts. His tongue moved expertly inside my mouth, tangling with mine and dancing together.I moaned in my throat and as if that was the invitation he sought, the pressure on the back of my head increased and he deepened the kiss again.Yes. This is what I wanted so badly. This is wha
Christian's POVStorming out of the house, I stopped to calm my nerves before getting to the garage. What the hell had she been expecting? Someone who saw no future with me, of course it had just been sex and it had been a damn good one.I had forgotten just what it meant to have her in my arms and hear her moan to my touch, last night was a good reminder, but it was just what it was.Sex.No meaning attached to it.In the next six months, she would be out of my life. Like she said, there was no need trying to complicate the whole thing. Everybody had sex, it is just a normal mating of two people attracted to each other.Anthonio and my bodyguards bowed in greeting when I got to the car park and I nodded my head in response."I'll be going with the black sedan." I said to them and Anthonio hurriedly went over to open the car door for me."Belle will be going out today too, so if she insists on driving herself again, allow her to and have someone go with her like you did the last time.
Christian's POVThe question hit hard like a rock and I struggled to catch my breath. How the hell had he found out about that? Had he threatened Belle again to get that information from her? I trusted the doctor a lot, he would never mention anything to my father as long as I had asked him not to."Why aren't you speaking anymore, Christian?" My father asked, completely enjoying himself. "Have you already lost your voice? You should know how to talk." He said to me. He loved moments like these. Moments where he is able to seek control over me.I sighed in despair, hating my self but hating his guts more. How could he say things like that to me? I desperately wanted to rub it on his face that I knew about his little mistress and the shinanegans going on in his life, but I thought about my mother, how desperately she wouldn't want me to do this. That, was enough to calm my nerves down and signal my brain back to normal."I don't have anything to say to you father." I replied finally. M
Christian's POVShe didn't move. There was no indication that life was in still in her body if not for her standing posture. Dead people didn't stand. "Mother." I called to get her attention, to make sure she was okay. I knew I wasn't supposed to tell her, this was what I had been avoiding. But it was better and easier for her to find out from me than from someone else. She would be less hurt that way."Mum." I called again, moving closer to her. "Are you okay?"She blinked twice, to confirm she was alive and then looked at me with pain in her eyes."What do you mean it's back?" She asked. "The doctor assured us that it wouldn't return. It is not supposed to return, Christian.""I know mum." I said, trying not to sound worried. "Both of us being worried at the same time wouldn't help anybody. But it is back." I continued. "I'll just have to learn to deal with it."She shook her head vigorously, dropping her bags on the floor and cupping my face in her hands "This can't be happening
Belle's POVIt was a tempting proposition. There he was standing before me, with eyes dark with desires and his hand on my lips, tracing them, making them burn with sensation. He was handsome as sin, his voice low and tempting and his hair wet from probably been in the shower. I began to wish I had also been in the shower with him.The last thing I had expected since the day started was to have him standing by my door, begging to come in and telling me how much he wanted me tonight. This was definitely a very big surprise. As always, he was full of surprises."What are you doing, Christian?" I asked, noticing the shakiness in my voice. ''What are you trying to do?"The pressure of his hands increased as his eyes roamed my face. He had a way of looking at me that made my knees grow weak even while sitting. His eyes usually made it look like he was seeing me naked even though I wasn't.''You're sexy as hell." He said to my surprise. "Having you back has not been easy and after tasting y
Belle's POVThe Arizonian sun shone brighly as I sat in an outdoor cafe waiting for Natasha to arrive to our little hangout. Christian's birthday invitation card was in my hand and I took my time to study it's properties. Cards didn't come as beautiful as this. If it were given to me, there was no way I wouldn't attend the event that came with it.I looked around the cafe, noticing the few guests sitted there, not failing to catch their wary eyes studying me and their lips moving with discussion probably about me too.One thing with these people was that they knew not how to gossip. When you gossip about someone, you don't make eye contact. Gossip 101.I allowed my eyes wander round the street, not failing to notice my bodyguard's car parked few kilometers away from mine. Christian must have given them specific instructions to always follow me whenever I drove myself, it could only explain the reason why he was here. On normal circumstances, I would have been angry with thoughts that
Belle's POVRefusing to look into her intimidating eyes, I turned towards Pablo and looked down at my gown. The beauty radiated through the mirror and I could not stop looking at myself, surprised at the way the gown also looked perfect on me."It's the twenty first century Lucy." I said to her, still avoiding eye contact. "Couples sometimes share different rooms to respect each other's spaces."It was not a very ridiculous thing to say, so she shouldn't have a problem believing me."What?" She asked, staring at me with disbelief. "That actually doesn't make sense.""Well it does and that's what happens. You are just too traditional to see that." I said."I know Christian." She started, moving closer to inspect my room. "Yes, he's trying to be tough and claim marriage is not sacred to him, but it is. And my son will not allow his wife sleep in a different room from him."I sighed. The situation I was in now was one I've been trying to avoid since getting married to Christian.Suspicio
Christian's POVBelle opened the door of the house the next evening and welcomed three women inside. They smiled and blushed at me immediately and I greeted them in return. Their hands were filled with bags and boxes, so I was curious to know what was inside."They are my dressers." Belle said when she noticed the puzzled look on my face. "They are here to dress me for the party, courtesy of your mother."I nodded my head at her and sipped my wine."Anyone who saw their hands would think you are the one celebrating."The girls chuckled at my jokes and I rolled my eyes at the look on their faces. These type of women were the ones that just needed a single word from me and they will writhe on the bed."You need anything before I get busy?" Belle asked."None that I can think of." I replied. "Unlike women, men do not need complicated things to get ready." "Yeah, of course.'' Belle replied. "Easy with the wine, Christian. You don't want to get drunk before the party." She added and led t