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?"

you talking about with her? Why did

I asked the driver to take her back to the hotel." His answer failed to

you drive her to the hotel

not worth my

who is

didn‘t get a verbal reply from him, just a long

face away from him and muttered, "Why are you just

kissed my lips and

was kissed away by

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

I asked when I could think

that Nevaeh told me something but it is

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

hesitantly,

"Fine."

cut through my fumbled

he stood up

a bottle of wine and an

a

nodded happily and turned to get the

to

pressed

"Caroline."

"What?"

and I was able to

dueled as I swallowed

some reason, I began shedding tears.He

said that you love

a couple of times while Charles kissed

that Charles was equally as drunk

"Charles…"

jumble and the ability to form words eluded

on was the feel of his breath. His breath

my brain began

go of my mouth and

that I couldn‘t determine if this was

"Do you love me?"

he took off all my

and said, "I fell in love with you a

gaze, I nearly forgot how

sudden, Charles crushed me

to me gave the impression that

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

back and kissed him passionately, my tears

in love with him, that was the one

was in the past, right now

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

I was jealous

so ridiculous that I burst

am different from the man I

man actually be jealous of himself? The thought amused

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

at my answer and he suddenly

against mine and rasped, "The year we separated is