“Scott was the man I trusted the most. Frederich paused. He looked sincere, and most of all, he looked sad. “He was my right-hand man, the guy I turned to when I needed advice. He trusted me just as I trusted him. Since before I started dating my daughter. He was a great man. Or rather, he is a great man. He's a great man. I remember when he asked me out for the first time. With a bunch of roses, and just a simple "Do you want to go out with me?" He was my best friend, just like Adrian. He knew everything about me. It was inevitable to like him. It was inevitable to say "Yes" to his request. It was inevitable to kiss him after that. It was inevitable to give him my virginity. It is inevitable to miss him from now on in my life. “Scott will always remain in my heart, and in all of our memories. The scene after Owen's shooting flashed in front of me. He had a smile on his face as Scott fell to the ground. I screamed when I saw the blood flow from his chest. - Scott
I was totally stunned by what Pierre told me. Was Arianna dead? — Arianna? My voice was a mere whisper. - Forget it. I don't even know why I said it. Pierre's voice sounded cold and distant, although his eyes said something else. “No, you must tell me about what happened to Arianna. Pierre just raised his eyebrows. “There's nothing to say. - Pierre... "Didn't you want to sleep?" Go sleep then. I'll call Adrian. - Where are you going? “I hated that he'd put up a wall and put his armor back on just at the mention of his past. “I have work to finish. I won't be able to work where we're going, so... “I am in mourning. I made a sad face, thinking maybe he was going to give in. Also because he didn't want to go to sleep alone anymore. If he wasn't going to talk about Arianna, at least he could stay with me until I fell asleep. At least then I wouldn't be rolling around in bed thinking about Scott. “You are not in mourning. You are blaming yourself for something you d
"Oh, but what is it?" A frustrated look instantly crossed her face. - I want to know. He understood right away what I was referring to, but he played the fool. - About? — Arianna. — Before he could protest, I continued. “I have a right to know, don't you think? Pierre sighed. “That's my private demon I have to deal with, man. I don't want to burden you with it. I leaned up, pressing my lips against his, looking into his dark eyes, which were filled with concern. - I want to know. Your demons are mine too. Do not love me? Don't you want to be with me? So your demons are mine and I want to meet them. A small smile settled on his face. “Okay, I'll tell you. But only when we get there. I immediately agreed. In a few minutes we were in the car, heading towards the airport. — Are we going to Italy? “That seemed like the most likely option. - No. 'Is it somewhere in Europe?' “I was very curious and didn't mind looking like a five-year-old with my questions. - No.
I didn't really know what to say to Pierre as I held him in my arms, but I wanted to heal him. We spend so much time together, just holding each other, that we forget about food. And when we went to bed, I couldn't sleep a wink. The intensity of the situation he told me still weighed heavily on me. Tired of rolling over and not wanting to wake him up, knowing that moments of peaceful sleep like he was getting were rare, I calmly slipped out of the sheets and walked out of the bedroom towards the beach. The grains of sand penetrated my feet as I walked. The only noise I could hear was the waves and I couldn't be more grateful. I wanted to unwind a little and that was a natural tranquilizer. The beach looked prettier than when we arrived, with just the moonlight and hotel lights reflecting off the water. Now I understood Pierre's dislike of his mother and why Adrian seemed to be her darling. He had reason to hate her. Even if it wasn't entirely her fault. Arianna was selfish
“If I didn't want you all wet, we wouldn't have come here. Then he raised a naughty eyebrow. The next second I was in the icy water and felt it taking over my whole body. — Pierre Lawrence. I coughed and cursed him a thousand different things. The cretin just laughed. I splashed water on him, making him cough too. He did the same, instantly making me feel colder. This went on for some time, until the temperature of the water no longer mattered. “Shall we go swimming?” he suggested, and I nodded. He was pretty sure we looked like crazy people, swimming and playing in the water in the middle of the night like we were kids, but we didn't care. - Cum! — When he suddenly screamed, I swam to his side. - What happened? “Just a damn crab. he muttered, and I started to laugh. - It's not funny. He grumbled, sounding like a child. “Oh, yes it is. He took my hand, pulling me to him. - Come here. You are so beautiful. Normally, I would have shied away, especially since I was
“Wake up, sleepyhead. I heard a noise in the distance. — Hey. Wake up. I felt soft kisses on my back. "Are you really going to want to stay in bed with the day I've prepared for us?" Teeth started playing with my ear. Hands cupped my ass and then my breasts. Okay, now I was wide awake. — Hmm. “Finally, an answer. And then, the hands were gone. “You weren't supposed to stop. I grumbled. “I'd love to start the day with sex, but we're going to have a full day. Pierre laughed, a low, husky sound. "But what about postponing it to the end of the day and the beginning of the night?" If all goes well, I hope to be inside you before nine. I turned my head back and saw a small mischievous smile on his lips. "Pierre Lawrence, what are you up to?" - Stand up. he just replied. He kissed my forehead and got out of bed. I stretched out still under the sheets and decided to find out what he was doing. I took a quick shower and went to meet him on the bedroom balcony. The view
Pierre stared at me expectantly. I was teary-eyed and my words stuck in my throat. Even if I wanted to, I couldn't say no. Honestly, when I met Pierre I never imagined, not even in my wildest dreams, that he would be my husband. And here he was now, waiting for an answer that was sure to be clear on my face like the moon outside. - Yea. He let out an audible sigh. I laughed and brushed the tears away with the back of my hands, then he walked over to the little table, opened the box and knelt down. “Jennifer Kingsley Harrison, it's a great honor to make you my bride. Thank you for accepting to make my life a happier life. He put the ring on my finger, stood up and pulled me to him. We pressed our lips together and walked over to the bed. "Why don't you let me put that rack's lingerie over there?" I asked against his mouth as he kissed me. “We can skip that part. He slipped his hands behind my back and unbuttoned my bra. “And go straight to the end of the night. I smile
- Are you going to marry. Adrian's voice was stunned. As if he didn't know beforehand, or as if he'd just heard about it. I raised my eyebrows. “That's why we're here, and I'm in a wedding dress. — Shit. You are indeed getting married. he repeated. I frowned and was about to ask if he still had a hangover, but then he spoke again. “You should remain a spinster full of cats. “I hate cats, Adrian. I laughed at him. - Even so. Who's stupid enough to marry you? - His brother. Stop playing the repressed bitch at my marriage. “I'm not being repressed. Adrian smiled at me and then hugged me. - You look beautiful. My brother won't know what hit him. But I admit I'm a little jealous that you're getting married and I'm not. “Maybe you can drag Dylan to a little chapel here in Vegas. Has he rested from the trip? Dylan didn't come to Vegas with us, he had some errands to do before he left England, but he got on a plane a few hours later so he arrived just as Adrian and I were back from