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?"

were you talking about with her? Why

only exchanged a few words before I asked the driver to take her back to the hotel." His answer failed

her

is not worth my

who is worth your

a verbal reply from him, just a long stare and

anger began to wilt beneath his affectionate eyes, I turned my face away from him

my lips

was kissed away by his ardent

as I fell into Charles‘ kiss and it would

tell you?" I asked

me something but it is not important.Don‘t worry

his and asked, "Moving on to more important matters.When can you

hesitantly,

"Fine."

through my fumbled explanation with a

he stood up

with a bottle of wine

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

happily and turned to get

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

pressed himself against

"Caroline."

"What?"

kissed me again and I was able to taste the wine

tongues dueled as I swallowed

tears.He gently kissed the

haven‘t said that you

couple of times while Charles kissed

was equally as drunk as

"Charles…"

jumble and the ability to form

his breath. His breath was so heavy.He

my brain began to lack

my

touch invoked that I couldn‘t

"Do you love me?"

kissing me as he took

his face and said, "I fell in love with you

gaze, I nearly forgot how to

of a sudden, Charles crushed me to his

me gave the impression

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

him back and kissed him passionately,

been in love with him,

in the past, right now or in the

and I always would, regardless of what version of him I was

jealous of myself, would you believe

ridiculous that

you love me now, I am different from the

this proud and aloof man actually be jealous of himself? The thought amused

his lips and declared, "It doesn‘t matter whether it was seven years ago or now.You

and he suddenly bent over me and

forehead against mine and rasped, "The year