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? Why

before I asked the driver to take her back to the hotel." His answer failed to satisfy me and

her to

is not

who is worth your

reply from him, just a long

beneath his affectionate eyes, I turned my face away from him and muttered, "Why are

lips

away by his ardent

I fell into Charles‘ kiss and it would be a very

what did she tell you?" I

but it is not

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

and explained hesitantly,

"Fine."

cut through my fumbled explanation with

stood

he returned with a bottle

so I took a detour to bring it back.Would

and turned

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

pressed himself against

"Caroline."

"What?"

Charles kissed me again and I was able to taste the wine he was yet to completely

swallowed the

began shedding tears.He

said that

murmured words were repeated a couple of times while Charles kissed me again

appear that Charles was equally

"Charles…"

in a jumble and

focus on was the feel of his breath. His breath was so heavy.He looked as if he was going to swallow me

after, my brain

let go of my

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

"Do you love me?"

kissing me as he took off

touched his face and said, "I

in his gaze, I nearly forgot

sudden, Charles crushed me

me gave the

Charles from seven years ago or the man that

him back and kissed him

love with

matter if it was in the

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

said I was jealous

so ridiculous that I

me now, I am different from the man I was before,"

actually be jealous of himself?

seven years ago or now.You are still the same domineering, strong and unreasonable man and I suspect

lit up at my answer and he suddenly bent over me and kissed my

mine and rasped, "The year we