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*??????EPISODE 29??????*
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From U.S Bah ❤ ✌?
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Scarlet
“Are you sure you will be alright? I can ask
Daddy to bring you with us.” I said to Cara who
was sitting on the couch. I was kneeling in
front of her to say goodbye. It was time for
our flight and I was feeling so bad for leaving
her behind.
“No, grandma said honeymoon is Daddy and
your’s special time. I should stay behind. And
she said she will take me to Disneyland.” she
answered innocently, turning me into a gooey
mess and I once again ki-ssed her on the
forehead.
“Aww, my baby.” I pinched her cheeks and she
Gr0-ned. “I’ll be back soon, Cara. And I am
sure Grandma would take care of you.” I said.
In the last few weeks, I had grown very fond of
this little girl and now, I couldn’t imagine my
life without her.
Catheryn gave me a reas-suring smile and said,
“You go enjoy and give me some time to bond
with my granddaughter.”
“We are getting late.” Evan’s voice echoed from
outside. Giving Cara a ti-ght hu-g, I made my
way out of the house, saying Goodbye to
Geena, Kelly and George on my way out.
……….
After a long, tiring five-hour flight, when we
finally left the plane, my whole body was
aching. Although the seats were comfortable, I
wasn’t used to sitting at one place this much
and it made my back hurt like hell.
Thankfully, a car was waiting for us at the
departure. The driver opened the door for us
and I slid in first, followed by Evan. The
streets looked busier than our city and it
excited me to explore this place. But knowing
Evan, he would rather stay inside the house
than going out anywhere.
“So where exactly are we going to live?” I
asked, looking throu-ghthe window. We spent
most of the day in the flight so it was quite
late now, which meant I won’t get to swim
today.
“My beach house.” he said casually as if
owning a beach house was anything
insignificant.
“You own a house in Malibu?” I asked in
surprise.
“I own a house in seven different states.” he
replied with a hint of sm-irk on his face.
“Show off,” I whispered un-der my breath.
“I heard you,” he said and I felt embarras-sed
on being caught.
The drive from airport to his house was about
half an hour long. We pas-sed throu-ghcrowded
areas of this town to more silent and
sophisticated ones. From the window of Evan’s
side, I could see the ocean and the thought of
taking a dive excited me.
The driver stopped the car in front of a house
and I gaped at it in awe. It wasn’t a simple
house, it was a freaking bungalow. The driver
took the luggage and we followed him to
inside.
The inside of the house was even more
beautiful. The entrance led into a lounge and
this place was cold, unlike the warm climate
outside. Maybe it had something to do with
the hu-ge glas-s door that led straight to the
beach. Excitement rushed throu-ghmy veins on
seeing it and I hopped towards the door.
“Don’t,” he called and I stopped in my tracks.
“Go change first, I’ll ask the driver to take-out
some food for us. You can visit the beach in
the morning.” he told me, more like ordered
and I pouted.
“Okay,” I said and unwillingly, dragged myself
to the bedroom at the one side of the lounge.
Once I entered the bedroom, I gasped in
surprise when I realised that the wall
separating the room from the beach was made
of glas-s and on the other side of the door was
a balcony, that contained an outdoor swing
with a canopy.
The moonlight was casting a shadow all over
the ocean and the sight made my hear warm
up. I loved such sceneries and being with Evan
fulfilled my dream of spending my honeymoon
here; honeymoon minus the honey aka my
husband.
Making up my mind to visit it later, I took a
long, warm bath and changed into my
nightgown. On the last few days, I have grown
quite comfortable with this night dress that
Helena bought me. The dress itself was very
short and revealing but the satin robe over it
reached my knees and was actually very
comfortable.
I reached the mirror and combed my hair to let
them dry freely. The temperature of the water
here made my skin flush warm. I took out the
tinted li-p balm from my purse and applied it
on my li-ps to give them some color. Once I
was satisfied with how I looked, I made my
way outside.
Call me pervert but I likes how Evan’s eyes
always widens whenever he sees me in this
night dress. Something about the intense look
in his eyes makes me feel warm in all the
wrong places but the R0m-ntic in me likes to
earn that look every night. Although I keep
reminding myself that he would never think of
me in that way and I should stop being so
pathetic.
The door led me into the hu-ge lounge where I
was earlier. In the middle on a sofa was
sitting Evan, scrolling his phone. When he
heard my footsteps, his eyes reached me and
there it was again, the same expression that
makes me feel weak in the knees
“Frank brou-ght these burgers. He said he
would bring a cook tomorrow morning.” he
said as he pas-sed one box to me.
“It’s okay. You don’t have to call anyone. I will
manage. I love to cook.” I said.
“Are you sure?” he asked.
“Yeah, I’m sure.” I said and sat down on the
couch beside him. My eyes darted to the door
throu-ghwhich the small waves in the ocean
were visible. “It is a really pretty place.”
“I know,” he said as he took a bite of the
burger. It actually tasted amazing; the tender
meat almost melting in my mouth.
After the dinner, I went into the kitchen and
looked inside the drawers and refrigerator. My
mood brightened when I found a box of
cooking chocolate in one of the drawers. I
grated some chocolate and decided to make
hot chocolate.
The heavenly aroma of chocolate filled the
kitchen as I stirred it in the warm milk and let
it cook for sometime. Once it was ready, I
served it in two cu-ps and took it outside for
Evan.
He muttered a small thanks when I gave him
one cu-p. I sat down beside him and stared at
him to see his reaction. His expression on
taking the first sip told me that he liked it and
it made me happy as well.
The hot chocolate calmed my nerves and
coaxed me to get cozy un-der a blanket. I
wanted to leave for the bed but I kept sitting
to give him some company. It wasn’t always I
find him without a hu-ge pile of files in front of
his face so it was almost refreshing.
I started scrolling my mobile while he kept
watching news on the TV. I saw him
mas-saging his ne-ck every now and then. He
was stretching it left to right and the way his
eyes closed told me that he was in some pain.
But this stubborn man never tells anyone
whenever he was sick or anything.
“What happened?” I asked.
“Nothing,” he said. “It’s probably just
aftereffects of the flight.” He said and
stretched his arms over his head. The tired
look on his face caused me to feel pity for
him.
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*??????EPISODE 30??????*
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From U.S Bah ❤ ✌?
*****
Evan
My head, ne-ck and shoulders, all ached so
badly. I couldn’t sleep the whole night before
the flight and the flight just added to the
stress on my body. I took painkillers after
finishing the hot chocolate and then returned to
our room.
Scarlet was still in awe of this place, judging
by how she was gaping out throu-ghthe glas-s
door. She looked like an angel with her slightly
W-et hair, her alluring legs peeking out of the
gown, her flushed cheeks and her overall
innocence.
Shaking my head, I sat on the revolving chair
of my study desk and rested my head back. I
had some work to do but I decided to close
my eyes for a bit. The silence in this place felt
so soothing but the pain in my head stopped
me from relaxing.
Still with eyes closed, I mas-saged my knuckles
and the slight pressure alleviated the pain a
little. I continued doing that until I felt soft
hands over my ha-rd, rugged ones.
My eyes opened up and I found Scarlet
towering over me. “Ssshhh, let me give you a
little mas-sage. It used to work wonder on
Liam when he was in grad school.” she said.
I wanted to refuse but her hands felt so good
that I gave in and closed my eyes. Her fingers
gently knee-ded my forehead and a wave of
relaxation hit me. She knew what she was
doing. Her hands soothed my headache as she
gently mas-saged my scalp and slowly made
her way down to my ne-ck.
The muscles in my ne-ck relaxed as she made
circles with the pulp of her fingers, going
towards my shoulder. She was definitely a
witch who was casting a spell on me with her
hands. My body felt so light all of sudden and
the urge to sleep overwhelmed me.
Something other than sleep also overpowered
me. The desi-re to feel her hands all over me. I
couldn’t stop myself from imagining her hands
tracing all the way from my ne-ck to my abs,
teasing me with her seductive eyes.
“fu-ck,” I Gr0-ned. She stopped for a moment
and then hesitantly, she once again started
doing her magic. She undid all the knots in my
muscles and made me feel lighter than air. I
wished I could give her the same plea-sure she
was giving me, maybe more than that. If only I
could pull her close to me and give her the
same attention she was giving me.
“Is it better?” she asked, pulling me out of my
not-so-innocent thoughts.
“Yes,” I said and my voice sounded much
hoarse. It was weird that her mas-sages was
turning me on so badly. I wanted to resist the
temptation but when her fingers dug into the
skin of my shoulders, an involuntary m-oan left
my mouth.
She pulled her hands back on hearing the
m-oan and that’s when I revolved the chair to
face her. “I… I should go sleep now,” she said
but before she could leave, I gripped her wrist
tugged her forwards; the for-ce causing her to
fall on my lap.
She gasped as I wrapped my arms around her
wa-ist and kept her glued to me. My eyes
locked with her hooded ones and I could see
the same desi-re in her eyes.
Using my right hand, I pushed the W-et hair
away from her face and lingered my hand on
her jaw. She blus-hed profusely un-der my touch
and her pupil dilated more, pushing the brown
iris to periphery.
Leaning forwards, I placed a small ki-ss on her
jaw. She closed her eyes and supported
herself on top of me by gripping my shoulders.
I peppered few more ki-sses on her jawline and
her grip ti-ghtened on my shoulder with every
ki-ss. Her skin was so soft, so feminine. After
last five years spent in abstinence, her
proximity was causing all the blood of my
body to rush downwards.
But I knew if I moved any further, I wouldn’t be
able to stop myself from ravishing her and the
rest of this marriage will be spent in regret and
awkwardness. She was here just for Cara, this
was not the part of plan. I had to remind
myself that this was an arranged marriage and
what we had was not true.
Placing one last, long, lingering ki-ss on her
ne-ck, I pulled away. “Thanks for the mas-sage.
It’s getting late. You should sleep now,” I
whispered and traced my fingers one last time
along her cheeks.
She looked disoriented when she opened her
eyes. “Y… Ye… Yeah,” she stuttered and let
out a de-ep exhale.
Disentangling herself from me, she went to the
bed and I made my way to the bathroom to
take another cold shower which was now a
necessity for me every now and then.
……….
“And that’s the final draft made by our worthy
team of engineers.” I finished my presentation
with the last slide of the PowerPoint.
Right now, I was in my office made on the
second floor of my beach house. The team of
our new investors were sitting in front of me,
listening to me carefully. This was one of the
many meetings I had intended to finish during
my stay here in California.
“Can you brief about the budget once again?”
One of them asked.
“Yeah, it’s….” I was about to tell them when
throu-ghthe hu-ge glas-s window of my office,
my eyes reached the figure standing on the
beach near the water.
It was Scarlet, playing with a basketball alone.
She had taken off her sundress and was now
cladded in a maroon swimwear that hu-gged all
her curves. Her hair was pulled up in a loose
bun, with few tendrils framing her face. She
looked genuinely happy with the way she was
playing, although she failed to score a basket
everytime. My mouth curved into a smile on
watching her.
“Mr. Parker?” One of the investors called me
and I came to realisation that I was drooling at
my wife in the middle or a meeting.
“Yeah, we will talk about this later.” I said and
dismissed the meeting.
After they left, I made my way downstairs to
the beach to see her more closely. She was
jumping up and down, trying to make a basket
and the sight of her doing this was
heartwarming.
She looked so temptatingly delicious that it
hurts to look at her. The ne-ckline of her
swimwear was de-ep, showing some hint of her
ample che-st. Her long legs were glistening
un-der the sun, urging me to wrap them around
my wa-ist. She was a seductress without even
knowing that what she was doing to me and
my hormones.
I was lost in these thoughts when a ball came
out of nowhere and hit me on my calf. I glared
at her and she grinned mischievously.
Lowering down, I picked it up and slowly
walked towards her in a menacing manner.
Reaching her, I threw the ball towards the
basket and fortunately, made it in my first
attempt.
“Aren’t you too old to play this?” she teased
me and I narrowed my eyes at her.
“Bold of you to say that before playing against
me.” I retorted.
“Well, it’s not my fault that I can’t imagine
someone in a suit playing basketball.” she
replied.
“Really? Glad you told me.” I said and took off
my coat, chucking it towards the deck. Then
my hands went to the bu-ttons of my shirt and
the smile wiped off her face.
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*TO BE CONTINUED*