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?"

talking about with her? Why did it take so

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

you drive her to the

not worth my

who is

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

his affectionate eyes, I turned my face away from him and muttered,

kissed my lips and

was kissed away

it would be a very long time before we

what did she tell you?" I asked when I could

Nevaeh told me something but it

clasped my hand in his and asked, "Moving on to more

hesitantly, "My

"Fine."

my fumbled

he stood

while later, he returned with a bottle

took a detour to bring it back.Would you

and turned to get

shared a few glasses of wine and the world began to grow blurry.I fell back on the

pressed himself against

"Caroline."

"What?"

was able to taste the wine he was yet

I swallowed the last of

reason, I began shedding tears.He gently kissed the tears on

said that

murmured words were repeated a couple of times while Charles

was equally as drunk

"Charles…"

and the ability to form words eluded

of his breath. His breath was so

long after, my brain began

he let go of my mouth and kissed

invoked that I couldn‘t determine if this was really

"Do you love me?"

as he took

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

in his gaze, I nearly forgot

a sudden, Charles

gave the impression that

years ago or the man

and kissed him passionately, my tears

had always been in love with him,

didn‘t matter if it was in the

loved him and I always would, regardless of

jealous of myself,

was so ridiculous that

I am different from the

actually be

matter whether it was seven years ago or now.You are still the same domineering, strong and unreasonable man and

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

his forehead against mine and rasped,