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 did it

back to the hotel." His

her

not worth

is

get a verbal reply from him, just a long stare and a faint

turned my face away from him

lips and said,

kissed away

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

what did she tell you?" I asked

true that Nevaeh told me something but it

on to more important matters.When can you

and explained hesitantly, "My Dad

"Fine."

cut through my fumbled explanation

stood

with a bottle of wine and

so I took a detour

turned to get

the world began to grow blurry.I fell back on the sofa with a

pressed

"Caroline."

"What?"

again and I was able to taste the wine he was yet to

swallowed the

I began shedding tears.He gently kissed the

haven‘t said that

words were repeated a couple of times while Charles kissed

Charles was equally as drunk as

"Charles…"

were in a jumble and the ability to form words

focus on was the feel of his breath. His

my brain began to lack

my mouth and

touch invoked that I couldn‘t determine if this was really happening or if I

"Do you love me?"

kissing me as he

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

his gaze, I nearly

Charles crushed me to his

to me gave the impression that

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

and kissed him passionately, my tears flowing

in love with him, that was

the past, right

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

I said I was jealous of myself, would you

was so ridiculous that

now, I am different from the man I was

aloof man actually be jealous of himself? The thought

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 and

up at my answer and he suddenly bent

against mine and rasped, "The