Zyrielle's POV.I grinned in self-satisfaction after Rain had finished plowing through my field."I hope your family does not get a whiff of this because I would be so embarrassed." I smiled at him before buttoning my shirt. This family was perceptive so I was sure that they would know. Yet, I was also learning from him not to care about people's opinions as long as it was not hurting anyone and I had a clear conscience. "That was explosive... I would like to try that again someday." He threw me a casual wink before walking towards me in a predatory mode and licking his lips like he was seeing his last meal. "You are incorrigible. Didn't you just have your fill a few minutes ago?" I demanded from him. He's snorted. "That was then, I want you now. What do you say? We go another round and see what we can come up with?" He said suggestively before unbuttoning my shirt.He stroke the top of my boobs, causing me to have a weird sensation running through my entire body. I had never felt
Zyrielle's POV. Sheer gold overlaid the necklace and my focus remained on the item. I have never seen anything like this in my entire life, and quite frankly, I was amazed. "This is too expensive. You cannot expect me to take this from you. How do I even start? People would want to rob me on the way." I said all in a rush. He snorted at my complaints and shook his head dismissively. "You should be more happy that you have something tangible going on for you. I do not care about what anyone says about how much gold I am gifting to my wife. You have never asked me for something and the one minute I want to give you stuff, you are worried about what people are going to say? Sometimes I wonder if I should be worried about you." He said, quickly contorting into anger. "I didn't mean that I did not appreciate it. It's just too darn expensive and I fear that on one of my trips to the doctor, I could be waylaid, you know?" I replied and he shook his head. "These people are inconsequentia
Zyrielle's POV.This was the most ridiculous excuse I had heard in my entire life, but how could I even fault her for stating the obvious and trying to deflect from her mistake? It would have been better if she had just admitted to waiting instead of trying to take people for a fool. She didn't realize that this family didn't spare anyone. As long as they knew the truth, they were going to be singing at the top of their voices without caring how anyone felt. "Please spare me the excuses, Cheryl. You didn't cook this the appropriate way don't try to blame anyone for your mishaps. We have to order something else or everyone goes to dinner hungry. Most of us refused to eat because without grandma was going to help with dinner as usual." The lady fired at Cheryl, who looked like she wanted to enter into the ground. Her lovely partner refused to act like he even saw what was happening to her. This couldn't be Rain. He would have shut them up instantly, but I guess it was their loss, not
Zyrielle's POV.I followed Marcus into his study while gazing around and hoping that he was not about to lambast me over something I didn't do. "Have a seat." He instructed which I obeyed instantly. He gave off this principal vibe which made everyone who came in contact with him automatically feel sober. My eyes were automatically fixated on him waiting to see his next action. Rain had gone to answer the door, probably for the person who was invited. "You might be wondering why I called you here. It is simply because I want to talk to you about something very important to me, and I hope you won't stop me." He said. I didn't know what to expect so I maintained a calm composure, watching carefully to hear his side of things. "I have no expectations so you are safe, sir," I replied before sitting. "I want to know what your intentions are for my son. You were once married to my grandson, and all of a sudden, you switched sides towards him. I know that you might probably not see past
Zyrielle's POV.The conversation died a natural death when he realized that he couldn't do anything to make me bow to his whims. Marcus had nothing on me so I was not going to give him the power to walk over me. "Glad to see that you can stand up for yourself. I felt my son was going to marry another spineless lady who would, for the fear of not offending me, take whatever I said into consideration. That would have been the perfect red flag and I would have disqualified her instantly." He turned it around I smiled at his brainy attempt but was not going to take it seriously anymore. Some people refused to give respect simply because they felt they were better than others, and it was my duty to teach them that even if sometimes things were true, they still had to learn how to deal with every kind of person, no matter their background. I wasn't going to prove that I gave my company over to Lucas because Lucas was even doing a poor job of handling it. It was doing better under my contr
Zyrielle's POV.Dinner went well the previous night because no one wanted to come downstairs again after the first ordeal. I was happy anyway that I didn't have to face the clan and start discussing something that was probably against my will. They were going to try and stop me from doing what I should but I didn't want to give them that chance. If I allowed it, I would have to continue for a very long time which was something that I didn't want at all. “Are you up for breakfast with the family or are you going to stay here all day?” Rain inquired from me. I shook my head because I didn't even know the answer to pick. I was tired and also weak from the stress of the previous night. I squinted as the morning sun filtered into my eyes when he opened the windows. “Arrgh. It's already morning.” I complained. I just wanted to hide myself under the duvet and not have to think about anyone or anything until it was time for me to leave. Rain's chuckle made me feel warm inside and I smile
Zyrielle's POV. “Oooh, this looks pretty. You can wear this, it'll bring out your eyes.” Rain suggested it when I showed him a yellow sundress. “Are you sure it's because it brings tears to my eyes or because you love it so much and want me to wear it?” I inquired from him, catching on easily. I was beginning to understand him fairly well and knew when he was only teasing. That man was insatiable. “What if it's a mixture? I love the dress and I think it's going to bring out your eyes. I love the fact that it shows a little bit of flesh for everyone to see how beautiful you are, but also a warning for them not to come close so that they don't get burnt. You are like a wildflower whom they can only hope to have but would never enter into their nests.” “You are suddenly turning philosophical. I can imagine what the news is going to sound like. A business tycoon abandoning his first career and turning into a poet all because of a woman's dress.” I wrote In the air. Rain smiled softl
Zyrielle's POV."Can you help me with my zipper?" A small voice spoke and I looked up. I was confused because I didn't see her the previous night but she was just so cute with her pigtails and wide eyes asking for help. "Oh, I can. Where is your mother?" Inquired from her stylishly as I adjusted her zipper. She looked like a shy person and it reminded me of when I was little. I was the most shy person in every room. As soon as people arrived in my house I always found a way of escaping. "My mom is with aunt Clara over there and they told me to go and play. My mother does not like disturbance whenever she is busy with the family." The little girl answered in a sad tone. Aww, my heart went out to her and it took every ounce of self-control in me not to move closer to her mother and stop this nonsense. If this girl continued this way she could be easily deceived by people who would show her affection. A parent should ignore whatever they were doing and attend to their kids as long as