I shook my head. Why did I care about what he was doing here?
I should just go back to the terrace.
Once back upstairs, I found the meeting was over and everyone was now enjoying their drinks, except Ace. He simply drank a glass of plain water.
And… that witch was now in my seat!
But his attention wasn't on her, instead those stormy eyes were searching around for something. Until they landed on me. Was that relief that flashed over them?
He beckoned me to him with his head, but I turned around and went to Liza who was talking to two of the Arabs beside the railings. Matt wasn't here, he went to attend a phone call right after me when I left for the washroom.
"Hey, where did you go?" Liza queried.
"Washroom," I replied, standing next to her. Nodding her head, she returned to the conversation.
One of the Arabs' eyes
Where did everyone disappear all of a sudden?I was looking around in confusion, until I felt a pair of scorching eyes on me. Turning to him, I found his gaze following every curve of mine and cuts of the dress, that exposed my sudden ultra sensitive skin to him.I bit my lip, not wanting to fidget under his stare. "Is it okay?"With a tight nod, he beckoned me to him. Confused, I glided near. Still his eyes on my body, he handed me a black dress."Try this."When I unfolded it, my eyes widened. It was even shorter than the one I was flaunting right now. And as a cherry on the top, it was off shoulder and backless. What the hell? He could just instead pick a bikini for her!"I'm not wearing it!"One of his eyebrows arched. "Why not? It's a classy branded gown. I think Tess will definitely love it.""But it's too short!" I argued.
A knock descended on my door."Coming!"Putting the lipstick down on the dressing table, I attended it. Judy, our house help stood there with a white box in her hand."Sorry to disturb you, dear. But this has come for you," she said, handing me the parcel.For me?"What's in it? And who sent it?" I glanced down at the box.Her shoulders lifted. "I've no idea, dear. A courier boy just gave me the parcel and left. Anyways, I'll leave you to this. A lot of chores are on the hand."Nodding, I flashed her a smile along a thank you and closed the door.I searched for a name on the box, but there wasn't any. Who could've sent it?Biting my lip, I unpacked it.A gasp slipped through my lips as my eyes landed on the red gown lying in it. Taking it out, I unfolded it. It was the same gown I saw him checking
"This is not a way to dance. No one dances like this," I complained, huffing."I'm not anyone, Rosebud. I'm Achilles Valencian. I don't follow rules, I make them," he said, pulling me deeper into his arms.Sighing, I gave up.While the others moved around the dance floor, he didn't let even an inch of distance between us. When his one hand should be in one of mine and the other on my waist, both of his strong arms were firmly wrapped around me, keeping me against his chest. And mine were locked around his neck. He wouldn't even move freely, just slow sways. As if no one in the world was watching us. But the glares of both single and taken women couldn't be ignored.When my neck started to hurt, craning to look at him all the time, I rested my cheek on his chest. Closing my eyes, I let him move us around in slow waves. His scent with every intake of breath lulled me to peace.I remained silent as he
Jumping in fright, I whirled around, with my heart at my throat.Dark eyes met mine as he stood right in front of me.I sighed in relief. "Oh, Arthur. It's you." My gaze flickered around, no one was nearby. The hallway lied eerie.What was he doing up here?A small smile tugged at his lips, expression tight. "You shouldn't be wandering here and there alone, dear. Especially in this wing. Achilles isn't very fond of it if someone enters here."My head titled. And why was that?"Uh, actually it's been years since I last visited here. So I thought to take a look around." I shrugged. "Whose room is that anyway?"Glancing at the door, something washed over his face. But he masked it soon enough, not letting me understand anything. But whatever it was, it was… dark."It was his mother's room," he said, attention back on me.Wa
The aroma of fresh spices and sauce wafted across the kitchen, proclaiming the deliciousness getting ready for the special Italian dinner. And the provoking sweet goods that baked inside the oven had me salivating.The hunger of my tummy spiked more at that. The result of not eating the whole day. And how could I when all my mind was spiraled with one suddenly vanished man's thoughts?"I'm happy that you came here, Em. In all the preparations of the marriage, we couldn't get enough time to spend," said Tess, adding some basils in the spaghetti.I nodded. "Yeah, but don't worry. I'm not going anywhere for sometime. So we've a lot of time to fix that."Something flickered over her eyes, but then she smiled. "Right. Anyway, how was your day?""It was good."Not good. At all. After last night I hadn't got any peace. What Caleb said, about their relationship, about her involvement with A
Turning to another turn, I took the car through an almost empty street, my gaze continued their connection with the GPS tracker of my phone. I'd never heard of that bar's name before, and after tracing Beth's phone, I found it was at Northern Avenue. The street infamous for old buildings, illegal casinos, small cafes and bars. And most importantly, hundreds of alleys.I'd no idea what the hell she was doing here at nine of the night!And seeing the eerie silence around, I felt people of this area called it a night much earlier than others.Once I was finally outside at the destination at the middle of a narrow road, I double checked the location and the bar's name. A big 'Dakota's Bar' was written on a white board, red fairy lights lit at the edges. And the wobbly two rugged men that stumbled out of the bar rose the scale of my discomfort higher.I'd just pick her up and flee out of this uncanny area.
Stepping out of the VIP elevator, I blew out a breath eyeing the doors of the penthouse. And the big guards stood at the both sides of the elevator like a statue, statues with dark glasses.My heart drummed down my chest as I approached the entrance, standing before the fingerprint scanner. I still couldn't know how he got my fingerprint.Though the nervousness of meeting him after that night was overwhelming, the eagerness to see him and find out if he was alright won over my hesitation.Once I was inside the doors, to my surprise, it automatically closed behind me. And the feeling of getting locked with the devil of my dreams was knee weakish. But I walked ahead, the memories of my last visit here rushed into my mind.When I entered the living area, I stopped at my track.There he was. Sitting onto the grand couch, his form was bent over, elbows resting on his knees
"What?" I gasped. "How? How did this happen?"She shook her head, wiping her tears. "I don't know. I just got a call from the police station a while ago. And since then I was calling Achilles non-stop, but he wasn't picking up his phone! Even our lawyer called him. Where's he?"A while ago, means we were in his bedroom then…Blinking away those thoughts from my mind, I said, "Don't worry, Tess. Everything will be fine. He's in his penthouse right now.""Alright, let's…"The ring of her phone cut her off. Receiving it, she listened to whatever the other person said and then cut the call."It was him. He's waiting for me outside in the car. I gotta go!""Wait! I'll come with you!" I insisted. I didn't want to leave her alone right now.She nodded, sniffling. "Alright, let's go!"Once we were outside, we found him in the driver's seat