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 it take so

her back to the hotel."

you drive her to the

not worth

who is worth

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

to wilt beneath his affectionate eyes, I turned my face away from him and muttered, "Why are you just staring

lips and said, "It‘s

kissed away by his

I fell into Charles‘ kiss and it would be a

did she tell you?" I asked when I could think agair

but it is not important.Don‘t

hand in his and asked, "Moving on to more

hesitantly, "My Dad

"Fine."

through my fumbled explanation

he stood up

a bottle of

a detour to bring it back.Would you like

turned to get the

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

Charles pressed

"Caroline."

"What?"

me again and I was able to taste

I swallowed the last

shedding tears.He gently kissed the

that you

repeated a couple of times while Charles

was equally as drunk as

"Charles…"

jumble and the

focus on was the feel of his breath. His breath was so heavy.He looked as if

my brain began

he let go of my

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

"Do you love me?"

kissing me as he took off

love you, Charles." I touched his face and said, "I

in his gaze, I nearly forgot how

Charles crushed me to

he clung to me gave the impression that he was

Charles from seven years ago or the man that

and kissed him passionately, my tears flowing

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

the past, right now or in

regardless of

I said I was jealous of myself, would

question was so ridiculous

am different from the man I was before,"

proud and aloof man actually be jealous of himself? The thought

seven

he suddenly bent over me and kissed

rested his forehead against mine and rasped, "The year we