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 did

a few words before I asked the driver to take her back

you drive her

is not worth

who is worth your

reply from him, just a long stare and

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

kissed my lips and

smile was kissed away by

and it would be a very long time before

I asked when I could think

Nevaeh told me something but it is

his and asked, "Moving on to more

explained hesitantly, "My

"Fine."

cut through my fumbled explanation

he stood up

a bottle of wine and an

like it, so I took a

and turned to get the

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

Charles pressed

"Caroline."

"What?"

again and I was able to taste the wine

dueled as I swallowed the last of

shedding tears.He gently kissed the tears on

that you love

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

appear that Charles was equally as

"Charles…"

were in a jumble and the ability to form words eluded

his breath. His breath was so heavy.He looked

after, my brain began to

of my

pleasure his touch invoked that I couldn‘t determine if this

"Do you love me?"

kissing me as he took

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

in his gaze, I nearly forgot

a sudden, Charles crushed me

to me gave

from seven years

him passionately, my tears flowing out

always been in love with him, that was the one thing that

it was in the past, right now or

I always would, regardless of what

I said I was jealous of myself, would you

question was so ridiculous that I burst

now, I am different from the man I

proud and aloof man actually be jealous

whether it was seven years ago or now.You are still the same domineering, strong and unreasonable man and I suspect you always will

answer and he suddenly

forehead against mine and rasped, "The year we