The Devil's Love For The Heiress by LiLhyz

Chapter 47:

Not A Fling For Me “What about now? Are you a man already?” The question took Alexander aback. He felt slightly offended, but at the same time, he knew it was all his fault.

Alexander sucked in a breath and looked into Savannah’s hazel eyes. For a moment, he studied her features. Her red hair was tied into a messy bun. Her face had been cleared of make-up, showing off those light, sprinkling freckles on her skin. He used to think those freckles made her look naturally beautiful.

Going back to her probing, he hesitantly replied, “Yes, I am a man now, I guess.” “I met Kendra after we… we sort of had a fling, and everything changed for me. We were continents apart, both chasing our dreams, and I just assumed it would never work out. I should have told you. I should have at least called, but I did not have the courage to tell you how my feelings changed, and I’m sorry.” “I’m sorry, Savannah,” he repeated, spotting how she averted his gaze. “Hey?” He asked, recognizing her silence. Still looking away, Savannah cleared her throat and replied, “I know it was just a few months that we spent together. Plus, we were seeing each other in between tournaments.” She clenched her jaws before resuming, “But, it wasn’t just a fling for me, Alex.”

Her voice faded as she disclosed, “I – I earnestly loved you.”

There was an awkward silence that stretched between them. Alexander did not know how to answer her revelation. However, even before he could come up with a response, Savannah said, “But it’s okay. I got over it. Don’t worry.” Finally, she gazed into his green eyes and suggested, “And you are right. Getting into a relationship with another tennis player is just a problem. Imagine both of you traveling around the world every year for tournaments. Sometimes, you don’t even meet up in events.”

Perhaps it was true in the past. However, in their current tennis rankings, they were, more or less, at the same level. Thus, Alexander and Savannah would be joining the same major tournaments. Only the minor tournaments and sponsored matches would perhaps put them in a different country.

“I was just really upset about how you treated me. Even if your feelings had changed. I did nothing wrong to you. I did not deserve to be treated like nothing ever happened to us,” Savannah pointed out.

Alexander bowed his head. He ran his fingers through his curly blond hair and answered, “I’m sorry. I have no good excuse to tell you other than the fact that I could not break it to you then. I knew you were such a nice person, Savvy – I mean, Savannah.”

There was a time when he called her nickname, but obviously, he had no right to do so now. He returned his regard to her and repeated, “I did not want to have to look you in the eye or hear your sweet voice only hurt you.” “I.” He gulped and asked, “You get what I mean, right? I’m really sorry, Savannah. You don’t know how relieved I am to tell you this now.”

what you mean. Although years too late, thank you for telling me,” Savannah said. “At least we got that out of the way.” “Again, I’m really sorry

was a long time ago,” Savannah clarified. “I don’t have those feelings for you anymore.” “I accept your apology,” Savannah suddenly said, and a faint smile formed on her face. She extended her hand to him,

what to make out of her revelation. Alexander was relieved that she ultimately forgave him, and somehow, hearing her admit her previous feelings sent

a fleeting moment, he pondered on his previous choices. ‘What if I did not entertain my feelings for Kendra

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uncle Ethan, he knew he had to call his Kate. Otherwise, she would think of the worst-case scenario. “I’m fine but sore from the running, and I’m tired of having been awake all night. After the French police and what it seemed like, one other gang member who survived, had been arrested, we went to the hospital to get ourselves checked. Fred and

okay?” Kate

okay. The French police have doubled our security

we know that there aren’t

“Well, the soldiers are at my door, my Kate. Bernard has assigned the same police officers who were with us during the covert operation. We know them at least, and I trusted then with my life back then. I trust

I made a mistake of

miss you so much and worry about you all the time. Please come home soon,” Kate asked. “Get some sleep.”

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police headquarters in Paris. “Mister Ronaldo, I sincerely apologize for my oversight,” Detective Bernard said, extending his hand to Carlos. “I assure you, it won’t

only with the higher-ups. He was a bad cop, and I had no idea.” Officer Bernard revealed to

They wound up pointing guns at each other in one of the hotel hallways, but Jules shot first, and he had a silencer. Plus, there was no one around

well, knowing that their lives are no longer in danger. I heard that the operation was a success, only that the two men need more time to recuperate,” detective Bernard said. “Another good thing that happened here is.” Detective Bernard turned to his desk and brought out a phone that had been placed inside a sealed plastic. He said, “We have details of where Jules Martin and the gang members were supposed to take you. “Clochemerle Island.” “And

the officer claimed, “Mister Ronaldo, I firmly believe that Guillaume Bonnet is on this island. This may be… the end of our worries.” Carlos gulped. He asked, “When are you going there?” Leaning closer to Arlos, the detective reported, “We are preparing for the arrest operation. We will give you feedback tomorrow.”