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?"

about with her? Why did it take so

back to the hotel." His answer failed to

drive her

not

who is

a long stare and a faint smile curling

his affectionate eyes, I turned my face away from him and muttered, "Why are you just staring at

my lips

smile was kissed away

fell into Charles‘ kiss and it would be a very long time before we

I asked when I

true that Nevaeh told me something but it is not important.Don‘t worry

on to more important matters.When can you

and explained hesitantly, "My Dad

"Fine."

cut through my fumbled explanation with a

he stood up and

a bottle

you like it, so I took a

happily and turned to get

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

Charles pressed

"Caroline."

"What?"

I was able to taste the wine he was yet

tongues dueled as I swallowed the last of his

shedding tears.He gently kissed the tears

that

of times while Charles kissed

would appear that Charles was

"Charles…"

and the

on was the feel of his breath. His breath

brain began

my

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

"Do you love me?"

me as he took

I touched his face and said, "I

in his gaze, I nearly

Charles crushed me

gave the impression

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

him passionately, my tears flowing out

always been in love with him, that was the one thing

matter if it was in the past, right

loved him and I always would, regardless of

was jealous of myself, would you

was so ridiculous that I burst out

if you love me now, I am different from the man

this proud and aloof man actually be

soft kiss to his lips and declared, "It doesn‘t matter whether it was seven years

he suddenly bent

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