He froze.
Slowly pulling away, he cupped my cheeks. "What did you say?"
I bit my lip. But the shy smile broke out on my face anyway.
"What did you say, Rosebud? Did you just," he gulped, his eyes were desperate, "did you just say that you…"
"I love you."
He let out a shaky breath, the intense emotions swirling in his grey orbs seared my heart.
"Say it again," he rasped.
Pulling him closer, I brushed my lips against his desirable ones. "I love you, Achilles Valencian. I love you so much that it hurts."
Heaving a sigh, he engulfed me into his chest. I placed my cheek right above his heart listening to his fast heartbeat.
I didn't complain about his vice grip around me as we stayed like that for some moments. Though I didn't like his silence.
"Ace?" I whispered into his chest.
My smile slipped, eyes widened.Antonio Reymond? So that's why he seemed to be so familiar. I'd seen him on the TV that day, but couldn't see his face properly because he had his hand covering his face from the cameras.But wasn't he in jail? What the hell was he doing here now? And after all he did to Caleb. The nerve of this man!My jaw clenched. "What are you doing here? As far as I know you're not invited to this wedding."Did Ace know of his presence here?If he did, he wouldn't be still parading out here like this.He placed his hand on his heart. "Oops! I wasn't expecting that coming. You hurt me, Ms. Hutton. I didn't know you behaved that way with your guests.""I do, with uninvited guests."A humourless chuckle left him. "Feisty, huh?""What's happening here?" The blonde asked, confusion
In the shadow of his car, his hot calloused hand trailed up under my gown to my thigh. His flaming touch left a scorch behind on my skin, followed by my ragged breath and racing heart.Wiggling on his lap, I pushed his hand away, glancing over the driver who was silently weaving the car through the road."Your driver can see us!" I whispered.A grumble reverberated through his chest but his mouth didn't hesitate to fall on my cleavage. Due to our passionate make out and his pervert hand's trying to pull down on my gown from my chest as much as he can, my neckline was much lower than it'd be appropriate before the public eyes.But Achilles Valencian seemed to be enjoying the sight very much.When he tried to lower my neckline more for his lustful gaze, I slapped his hand away again."Behave!"Cursing under breath, he leaned in and did someth
Turning around, I reached out for a warm body beside me but all I found was emptiness. Just the crinkled sheet and his lingering scent. Frowning, I opened my eyes and looked around.There was no sign of him in the dimmed room. Even the bathroom's door was ajar just as we left it last night.Where was he?I glanced at the table clock on the side table beside the bed. Three in the morning. Where could he go this early?And then a gust of cool air touched my face. The glass door of the balcony was open.Clutching the blanket around me as I went to get up, a hiss left my lips at the pain that shot up in my lower region. Thus memories of last night flooded back in my mind, heating up my cheeks.There was even a delicious soreness across my entire body.Achilles Valencian was true to his words. He did punish me sweetly by taking me again and again unti
With a tight smile, he nodded at me. The fleeting grimace on his face while he took a look at my clothes didn't go missed."I heard there were some problems going on between you two. But I'm glad to see you together today," he said, though his eyes didn't match his words.Ace came back with a shirt on and took the charge of the pancakes from me again. Placing a kiss on my forehead, he said, "I've got some clothes for you in the room. Go, change. And then come out for breakfast."When did he do that?But it was good since I didn't want to roam only into a shirt before Arthur.Nodding my head, I walked away from the kitchen as I heard their voices."What brings you here so early in the morning, Arthur?" Ace asked."It was important. I thought to call you but then thought discussing face to face would be better. It's about the deal with the Russians."
That freaking back stabber! How could he betray his own nephew like that? He joined hands with Antonio for what? To defame his own family? What would he gain if Valencian Corp's reputation got ruined in the market? Wouldn't it harm his bank balance too? I knew he was not what he showed to the world. But today, after talking to Liza I got to know what a snake he was. Winning Ace's trust he was now trying to stab him on the back while remaining in the shadow. And Ace had no idea about this. I had to tell him. But I had no idea exactly how to start this conversation. I knew what was the truth, but I didn't have any physical proof to show him. Will he believe my words? Suddenly I halted on my way seeing a certain person I hated with everything in me. Red freaking witch! Before the conference room, she was talking and giggling with Matt bat
My eyes squinted against the bright light as soon as the room lit up. And then I found the person who dragged me in this room.Dark orbs watched me silently.My fists clenched. "What the hell is this, Arthur?"His head cocked to the side. "You don't even know what hell is. Trust me, I haven't done anything yet to compare it with hell."I frowned. "What do you mean?"A muscle of his jaw ticked, his aged left eye twitched. "I'll just say five words, Emerald." Disgust dripped from his voice as he took my name. "Stay out of my path."My forehead creased more in confusion. What was he talking about?And then realization hit me. A shiver ran down my spine at the malice that his dark soulless eyes held."What are you trying to say, Arthur?" I kept my voice as strong as I could.He found out. He found out of my quest. But I didn
His entire stance tensed as soon as I asked the question. His eyes still away from mine as he took a deep breath, his jaw locked tight. "Rosebud, we just got together. Let's just keep the bitter chapter of my life out of our new beginning, shall we?" Grey orbs met mine. They held a desperation for me to understand. "I don't want to relive my past when all I want is to make new beautiful memories with you." I knew it hurt him to talk about his past. But I couldn't let this go. I had this intuition that whatever Arthur was talking about was related to his father's suicide. There could be something else also. And I needed to know everything to sort things out. So even if it pained me to torture him with his memories, I didn't back off. "Until you're clutching on your past like that, you can't start fresh. You can't be truly happy. I can see it, Ace. You're battling with something. There's something that's bothering yo
Sweat trickled down his strong back along the tensing and flexing of his muscles and shoulders as he was lost into killing his huge punching bag. Only the sound of his ragged breathing and punches echoed around the gym. But what had me shocked was the bloody spots on the punching bag. And I knew where they were coming from. Rage boiled inside my veins as my fists clenched. He was doing it again. "Ace! Stop it!" His movement stilled with his hands gripping the bag to halt its swaying. The broad shoulders of his moved up and down with every heavy breath as he moved his head to me. Dark stormy grey eyes met my flaming turquoise. Striding closer, I snatched his hands from the bag. A gasp left me at the sight. They were worse than I'd ever seen before. They weren't just bruised, they were bloody. "What the