Bye, My Irresistible Love

Nevaeh‘s POV: 

After dinner, a bodyguard came to pick up Caroline.

"We are the only ones left in the house.Now you can tell me what you want."

Charles‘ tone was indifferent when he spoke to me.

Silently, I rolled up my sleeves, revealing the hideous scars and bruises.

"Except for my arms, I have more scars like this all over my body."

My voice wavered, revealing my fear.

"My husband runs a nightclub and he is very violent.Each time something makes him unhappy, he makes himself feel better by turning me into a punching bag.About a month ago, he became addicted to gambling and lost a lot of money.To make some of the money he lost back, he asked me to do a striptease for his guests and I refused, so he beat me up.I ended up being hospitalized due to the severe injuries I suffered."

With a cry, I threw myself at Charles.

"You have to help me Charles.It was very difficult for me to escape him and I know I won‘t make it out alive if he ever finds me.I can‘t go back to that living hell.Please say you will help me."

Almost immediately, Charles pushed me away from him none too gently.

"You can stay in Los Angeles for now.I‘ll see what I can do about this." His reply was gruff.

"Thank you, Charles."

I beamed at him, relief swamping me.

When Charles turned away from me, I couldn‘t help laughing quietly.

I wasn‘t even bothered that Charles wasn‘t very receptive of me right now.

It would all change soon because I knew for a fact that sympathy was the beginning of love.

Caroline‘s POV 

When I got home, I was completely distracted.

The only thing I could concentrate on was the scene I witnessed as the driver drove me home.

In the rearview mirror, I saw Charles and Nevaeh standing together and that image had been embedded in my mind ever since.

Each time I was reminded of it, I couldn‘t help but feel jealous.

What did Nevaeh say to Charles? What was so important that I had to be absent before she could tell him? The more I thought about it, the angrier I became.

I couldn‘t help flinging the throw pillow away.

"Why are you so angry? Are you jealous?"

Charles walked in at this exact moment and caught the pillow in his hand.

With a smirk, he grabbed my shoulders and pressed me against the sofa before I could escape his hold.

His smirk widened into a pleased smile when I finally stopped struggling Frowning, I turned my face away from him and refused to say anything.

He smiled indulgently and kissed the tip of my nose.

"Are you really angry?"

with her?

back to the

her

not

who is

didn‘t get a verbal reply from him, just a long stare and a faint smile curling

my face away from him and muttered, "Why are

lips and

smile was kissed away by his

world fell away as I fell into Charles‘ kiss and it would be a very long time before we came up for

she tell you?" I asked when I

that Nevaeh told me something but it is not

hand in his and asked, "Moving on to more important matters.When can you move back to the

explained hesitantly, "My Dad

"Fine."

fumbled explanation

he stood up and

later, he returned with a bottle of wine and an

you like it, so I took a detour to bring it back.Would you like

turned to

few glasses of wine and the world began to grow blurry.I fell back on the sofa with a

pressed himself against

"Caroline."

"What?"

was able to taste the wine he was yet

tongues dueled as I swallowed the last of

began shedding tears.He gently kissed the tears

haven‘t said that you

words were repeated a couple of

that Charles was equally as drunk as I

"Charles…"

jumble and the ability to

was the feel of his breath. His breath was so heavy.He looked as if

after, my brain began to lack

he let go of my mouth

the pleasure his touch invoked that I couldn‘t determine if this was

"Do you love me?"

me as he took off all

and said, "I fell in love with you a long

his gaze, I

sudden, Charles crushed

me gave the impression that

me do you love? Charles from seven years ago or the man that I am

and kissed him passionately, my

been in love with him, that was

the past, right now or

regardless of what version of

jealous of myself, would you believe

was so ridiculous that I burst

I am different

this proud and aloof man actually be jealous

soft kiss to his lips and declared, "It doesn‘t matter whether it was seven years ago or now.You are still the same domineering, strong and unreasonable man

answer and he suddenly bent over me and kissed my breath

his forehead against mine and rasped, "The year we separated is