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From U.S Bah ❤ ✌?
Scarlet
Br@cing myself, I walked slowly towards our
room where my husband was waiting for me,
ready to unleash his rage on me. He doesn’t
get angry very often so whenever he does, it’s
not a pretty sight.
I took a long sigh and then entered the room,
coming face to face with Evan who was taking
off his tie. The white shirt was hu-gging his
muscular arms, which I have grown very fond
of these days. The top two bu-ttons of his shirt
were opened, increasing his attra-ctiveness level
to the highest point possible.
“Care to tell me why you invited him here?” he
asked in a very irritated voice, stepping closer
to me.
“Uh… I thought… You would want me to do
that.” I said honestly.
“And why in God’s name would you think that?”
he asked, taking another step closer to me. I
gulped ha-rd and took one step back,
intimidated by his masculine scent and tall
height.
“I mean, he sounded nice.” I stammered.
“Nice…” he took a long pause. “He is a di-ck.
And you know why I know that?” he asked and
I shook my head. “Because I have known him
since childhood. Same playschool, same
middle school, same high school, same
college. We had been rivals throu-ghout my life
so when he found out that his sister was in
love with me, it shattered his fragile ego in
small pieces and he acted like a big douche.
Now tell me, does he sound like a nice
person?”
His piercing eyes were observing my face
keenly as he demanded the answer. He was
towering over me and his tall height was
making my thoughts jumble up.
“Well, it was… It was kinda expected. I am
sure you would have reacted the same if it was
your sister with your rival.” I said and the next
minute, I heard a de-ep Gr0-n.
He took another step towards me, not giving
me time to back away. Our che-sts were almost
touching and I could feel his hot breath on my
face. “I hope you remember that you are my
wife.”
Hearing the word wife from his mouth did
something to my heart. My gaze lowered to
his li-ps few centimeters away from me and the
urge to close the distance was dominating me.
“You said this marriage was just on papers.” I
reminded him.
His frown dee-pened at this and he leaned his
head closer, until my vision blurred and I
started seeing two of him. My mind stopped
working and apparently, so did my lungs.
“Then go on, date him. You have my
blessings.” he whispered against my li-ps.
My face was heating up badly. I knew I was
flushed like a tomato by now but I didn’t want
to back away and show him that I was the
weaker one.
“God, don’t exaggerate Evan. I don’t even know
him. Why would I date him? I just said Cara
seemed cozy with him so maybe, he should
stay.” I reasoned although I was a little
furious. Did he really think I would date anyone
while being in this marriage?
“Whatever.” he said and backed away. His
mouth was thinned into a line and the
temperature of the room had risen up, despite
his cold attitude.
“Whatever,” I mimicked, earning another scowl
from him. Rolling my eyes at his bad mood, I
walked into the bathroom to take a shower.
………..
I was in the kitchen, making pancakes for Cara
who was settled on the counter beside me.
She watched carefully as I poured the batter on
the pan and waited for the bubbles to appear.
“What’s it that smells like heaven?” I heard
Nate’s voice. He entered the kitchen with a
mischievous sm-irk on his face. His hair was
we-t and slightly messy, indicating that he had
taken a shower.
“Ooh, I love pancakes.” he said as he walked
towards me and peeked over my shoulder.
“I will make some for you.” I said. The batter
was enough for Cara, Nate and me because
Evan always eats his toast and omelet.
“Thank you, Mia Cara,” he said and I blus-hed
profusely. He was a charming man and he
knew how to make someone blus-h. un-der
normal circu-mstances, I would have developed
a hu-ge crush on him if the ‘crush’ sp-ot wasn’t
already occu-pied right now.
He picked up Cara and took him outside while
I stayed behind and made pancakes. After
balancing all three plates on my hands
expertly, I made my way outside. My feet
stopped when I found Evan already sitting
there, @$$essing me. He didn’t look particularly
pleased when I placed the plate in front of
Nate.
“Wow,” Nate said when he took the first bite.
“It’s like an angel cooked it and served it on
my plate.”
Before I could answer, Evan replied for me,
“My wife is no less than an angel.” My head
whipped to his direction and I found him
smiling at me with adoration in his eyes. I
blinked my eyes to check if I was seeing right.
For the rest of the breakfast, I didn’t have the
courage to lift my head and look at him. I ate
the pancakes in silence, feeling two sets of
eyes on me. One belonged to my husband and
the other belonged to his supposed rival.
After Evan was done, he stood up to leave. But
instead of leaving, he walked behind my chair
and leaned down until I felt his hot breath
against my cheek. “Hurry up. I’ll be waiting for
you in our room.” he whispered and what he
did next knocked all the breath out of my
lungs.
He ki-ssed me on my cheeks.
I gasped ha-rd at this and my face turned red.
Nate’s calculative eyes @$$essed our
movements while Cara struggled to suppress
her giggles at our PDA.
When I rushed inside the room, he was waiting
for me on the bed. “What was that?” I asked,
still flustered at what just happened.
“What?” he asked calmly.
“What? You just… You just… You just ki-ssed
me.” I said and a corner of his li-ps moved
onwards.
“If you think that was a ki-ss, I would love to
see your reaction after a real ki-ss.” he said and
my tongue stopped working on hearing his
comment. Was he planning on ki-ssing me?
“You… You…”
“Don’t worry, I’m not least bit interested in
ki-ssing you.” he said and stood up to walk
towards his study desk. He picked up some
files and got ready to leave, while I burned in
embarr@$$ment. “We have to act like a happily
married couple while he is here.”
“But why?” I asked.
“Because I said so.” he replied casually and
walked out of the room.
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*??????EPISODE 24??????*
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From U.S Bah ❤ ✌?
Evan
It was about 10 at night. A heap of files were
@$$embled in front of me and I had to review
each one of them yet. I had the whole day but
I couldn’t focus. My whole attention was
focused on Nate and his attempts of charming
the clothes off Scarlet.
I had known Nate from childhood and I never
liked him. Well, he didn’t like me either but it
didn’t matter. He was a di-ck who considered
every woman a game, a prize, an addition in
the list of girls he had slept with.
People like him thinks every other man is just
like him. That’s why he couldn’t handle when
he found out that Eliza and I were in a
relationship. He always considered it a plan of
mine to seek revenge from him.
I don’t want Scarlet to be used in our petty
rivalry. She is too pure to un-derstand people
like Nate. For him to leave her alone, I had to
make sure he knew she was mine, whether it’s
true or not. I nee-ded to claim her otherwise he
won’t stop trying. That’s why he couldn’t know
the truth of our marriage, at any cost.
“I didn’t think I would live to see this day. Evan
Parker lost in thoughts, ignoring the heap of
files in front of him.” Helena’s annoying voice
chirped and I rolled my eyes.
“I was not lost in any thoughts.” I replied,
opening the first file and went straight to the
summary page.
“If you say so,” she said and went to the
windows to stare out. “Scarlet told me about
Nate’s arrival.”
“You look excited. Are you planning on
sleeping with him again?” I asked and she
turned around with wide-ned eyes.
“I was drunk that night. I don’t even like him.”
she defended but I knew her. If she wants
someone, she doesn’t stop until she has slept
with him or her. Once it happens, she loses
interest in that person. Fortunately for her, Nate
was also not interested in calling her again so
it worked out well.
“Besides, it’s not me you should be worried
about. Scarlet seemed quite fond of him.” she
said and a muscle in my che-st ticked.
“It doesn’t matter to me,” I said, ignoring the
grief that filled me.
“I know. I mean if you did, you won’t, be
sitting here at 10, leaving your wife alone to be
wooed by him.” she smi-rked and my mind
imagined different scenarios of Scarlet being
Se-duced by that devil.
Yes I said that she can be with anyone but not
him. She deserve better than him, much better.
“I nee-d to go,” I said and asked Gabe to
collect all the files. When I found Helena
giggling, I cast an annoyed glance at her. “It’s
not because I am jealous.”
“Of course.” Her sm-irk dee-pened at this.
………..
Asking George to park the car, I rushed inside
the mansion. The sound of chuckling pulled
me to the lounge where Scarlet and Nate were
sitting, talking about the TV show that they
were watching. She looked so carefree that I
wished I could be in his place right now. But I
didn’t have time to sit there with her and watch
some stupid TV show. Is that what she wants?
To have someone who could indulge in such
time-wasting hobbies with her?
The distance between Scarlet and Nate’s seat
angered me and I cleared my throat to make
them aware of my presence.
“Hello Nate,” I acknowledged him with a fake
smile. “Good evening, sweetheart. I missed
you.” I walked behind Scarlet and leaned down
to rest my head on her shoulder. She froze for
a second, then probably remembered what I
had said to her in the morning.
“Same,” she whispered. She smelled nice, like
lavenders and roses. I nuzzled my nose
against her ne-ck to inhale more of her calming
scent and closed my eyes. The urge to just
stay like that overwhelmed me. Her skin was
soft and warm, making me lose all the control
I had.
“He is gone,” she mumbled but I didn’t hear. I
felt too sleepy. Maybe there was something in
her perfume, a drug that would make you feel
sleepy by inhaling it.
“Evan, Nate is gone. You can stop acting.” she
said and her words pulled me out of the
trance. I pulled away and looked down at her;
her cheeks were tinted with red blus-h and she
was trying her best not to look at me. That’s
what I liked the most about her; making her
blus-h was the easiest thing. Just go near her
and she flushes like a tomato.
“Great,” I said and made my way to the room.
After taking a long shower to wash away my
exhaustion, I made my way back into the
room. Scarlet was standing in front of the
mirror, combing her soft hair. She was wearing
the same nightgown. No matter how many
times I have seen her in it, the sight of her
legs still made me excited in all the wrong
places. It makes me want to put her over the
dressing table and make love to her until she
screams my name.
And then Eliza’s picture on the night stand
takes me back to my senses and reminds me
that I love her. What I feel for this new girl is
just temporary attra-ction.
Shaking my head to clear these thoughts, I
settled on the bed un-der the cozy blanket.
Scarlet joined me too, with a book in her hand.
She hasn’t even given me a glance and it was
quite different from her usual chirpy self. She
always asks me how was my day and other
such things to initiate small talk.
“How was your day?” I asked her instead.
“Average,” she shrugged dryly.
“What are your plans for tomorrow?” I asked
further.
“Nothing out of ordinary,” she replied again in
the same tone.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“Nothing.” she replied. Seeing her in such
mood soured my own mood as well. She was
a little bundle of joy and without her beautiful
smile, everything felt so dark and lonely.
“Scarlet, look at me.” I scooted closer to her.
She hesitantly looked at me and her brown
eyes looked sad. “What happened?”
“I feel like what you’re doing is disrespectful. I
don’t want to be treated like an object between
this rivalry of yours.” she said in a gloomy
voice.
“Do you not want me to touch you again?” I
asked, feeling a little hurt that she felt
disgusted or disrespected by my proximity. I
might not be the best man here but I certainly
didn’t want her to feel like I was using her.
“No… I mean… Yes… I mean… Ugh…” she
Gr0-ned in annoyance. “I don’t want to be
close to someone who is doing that for show-
off, instead of actually wanting to touch me.”
she said innocently and her irritation amused
me.
She looked so cute with the small pout on her
plump li-ps and a small frown on her forehead.
I leaned towards her and her eyes wide-ned.
“What if I want to?” I whispered.
“Huh?” she mumbled as her mouth fell open.
My eyes fl-icked to her mouth and I we-t my
li-ps. It felt like an invisible thread was pulling
me towards her, urging me to ki-ss her
senselessly.
I lifted my gaze to look back into her eyes that
were dilated with desi-re. When I moved my
head more close
to her, she closed her eyes and at that
moment, she looked so inviting.
Even death couldn’t stop me from erasing the
distance between us but something else did.
The picture of my late wife staring at us as if
stri-pping me of my soul. At that moment, it
looked like she was there, shaking her head at
me with disappointment. And then there was
this girl inches away from me, bewitching me
into ki-ssing her. I felt torn between desi-re and
shame, both of these emotions overpowering
me.
Cursing myself internally, I pulled away and
Scarlet’s eyes opened immediately, her face
dripping with confusion. “Go to sleep. I’ll be in
my study room.” I said and hopped out of the
bed, to get as far away from her as possible.
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