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RICHARD’S POVI had the greatest shock of my life, my eyes filling with a fierce sparkle on seeing that none other than Ben was trying to drag B violently along with him into the hotel. Clearly, he was the Bernard she said wanted to sedate her and do something bad to her on the phone.It was hard to process; my mind spun wildly in an attempt to process the whole thing. Ben was the one she was going to see and spend the night with dressed up like that? How in the world did this happen? I thought I had him off my tail and off my life for good when we relocated to this part of the city. Didn’t B know that he was the same asshole that tried to force himself on her that night at the club or perhaps she was too drunk to remember?It all seemed surreal to me. The B I knew will never let someone as fucked up as Ben into her life or maybe he somehow tricked her into believing he was someone else. Knowing Ben for a long time in my life, I won’tChapter 85 RICHARD’S POV B was awake when we got back to the penthouse. To avoid public eyes and attention, she insisted she could walk fine on her own and I shouldn’t carry her. But she was limping and finding it hard to walk. She even had to take off her shoes when we reached the elevator. “I’m sorry B,” I said as I swiftly lifted her to my arms as if she weighed nothing, taking her by surprise. “I can’t afford to see you walking like that when my two hands are strong and working perfectly. Please let me be a caring husband and carry you.” She didn’t say anything but just looked away with somewhat guilt and pain in her iridescent eyes. She had no other choice than to let me and even though didn’t want to, she was too frail to persist and I wasn’t willing to listen to her and let her go this time. I carried her till we made it to her room and sat her properly on her bed before taking off her shoes. When her tears had dried off, I reached over and took out some tissues for her. S
Chapter 86 RICHARD’S POV "I was fooled," B sniffled in a sob, tears streaming down her face as she lifted her head from my chest. "I bumped into him at a coffee shop, and he caught my phone before it fell. I thought he was the guy who had tried to force himself on me at the club, but he explained that we hadn't met before and I believed him. He said his name was Bernard and he was visiting family from another city. He…” She brought her hand over her mouth to stop herself from breaking down further because it seemed all too much for her to bear.“It’s okay,” I said as I still held her closer again. “You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to.” She shook her head in disagreement. “No…I want to talk about it.” I shrugged and let her since she wanted to. “He was so nice…and made me feel comfortable. And I was so stupid and naïve, thinking he cared and ended up telling him everything I wasn’t supposed to tell him,” she sighed heavily and looked away in guilt. “I never knew h
CHAPTER 87RICHARD'S POVI looked at her. “You were right when you said I’m afraid I wouldn’t find true love. That I’m scared no one will ever love me like I deserve…” Her breath hitched and her expression grew apologetic. “I’m sorry I said all those hurtful things to you. I didn’t mean it…it was out of anger…” “Don’t be,” I cut her off, reaching for her hand, holding it and stroking her fingers gently. “You made me realize my greatest mistake and I’m grateful for that. After my last relationship ended, I didn’t want to love again. I forgot how to love. I became too cautious…too afraid that every woman I met was only interested in my looks or money, not in who I truly was.…” I let out a sigh, feeling overwhelmed. My grip on her hand loosened, and I looked away. It was tough saying all that, but I knew I had to. I had to tell her the truth. I had to let her know how much I had come to love her. It took me long to realize it, but now I do and I'm happy I did. Happy that I could finall
Chapter 88RICHARD’S POVI went to the fridge and opened the doors to take out the two bowls of chocolate soufflé there. But then I had a better idea – why don’t B and I just eat from the same bowl instead of separately? I have seen some couples do it even in public. It was kind of cute and romantic. I have no problem with it especially now that I was learning to love again, and I’m sure B won’t either.With that in mind, I grabbed the one I was eating earlier before she called on the phone about the incident with stupid Ben and closed the fridge door. Then, I grabbed two spoons and went back to her room.By the time I made it back to the room, she had just finished removing her dress and was about to take off her bra when she saw me and stopped.“You’re back,” she smiled brightly, then the moment she saw what I was carrying, her brows drew together in confusion. She tilted her head towards it. “What are you carrying?”“My favourite,” I said with a warm smile, kicking the door shut a
Chapter 89RICHARD’S POVB and made a mess of ourselves, but it was fun. She had dumped dollops of the dessert on me and licked me clean, and I did the same to her. Then we decided to take it to the bathroom and wash off from there.I took off the little piece of underwear and the night robe she had on, revealing her beautiful rawness. She unbuckled my belt and slid off my pants, revealing the prominent bulge straining against the stretchy fabric. She took off my underwear and on seeing my hardening cock, she gasped a little and swallowed a subtle breath, looking like she couldn’t wait to have it inside her. She took my hand and guarded me to the bathroom.She turned on the shower. As the water whooshed down from the showerhead in a soothing rhythm, she reached for the handle to adjust the temperature, finding the perfect balance between warm and cool water.We giggled like two teenagers in love for the first time as we stepped into the shower, letting the whooshing water cascade ove
Chapter 89 RICHARD’S POV I woke up to see B sleeping on my chest and her leg wrapped around mine. She had a peaceful look on her face as she breathed softly like a kitten, and her boundless hair was splattered all over me. Her face was slowly getting better. The red marks and bruises Ben inflicted on her yesterday were starting to fade, and her swollen lips looked less puffy now. It seemed like everything would heal faster than I thought. Last night, we had made love till we both passed out. The memories were still fresh in my mind and I couldn’t stop replaying them. Sighing in satisfaction, I gently sprung up to lean back at the headboard of the bed. I lifted B a little off my chest so as not to wake her and adjusted her on the bed. She made slight snuggly movements as though she noticed she had been moved to a different position, but she didn’t open her eyes. I sat up at the edge of the bed, yawned and stretched out to shake off drowsiness. I cupped my face as I looked below and
Chapter 91BIANCA’S POV I kept that paper on top of the nightstand the day I returned with it from Mr. Sam’s house. I forgot to put it away and now Richard has seen it and thinks I’m an insecure freak who likes pushing good things away and creating problems where there aren’t any. But I wasn’t any of that. Our relationship was just rekindled yesterday. The last thing I wanted was for all that effort to be thrown in the mud. I love him. Knowing that he wasn’t with any woman aside from me and promising never to bring any slut to the apartment made me love him more. And I didn’t care to find out why he and that Heather girl broke up after their long relationship. Whatever reason it was, I didn’t care anymore. If only I could make him see that. Make him see that that paper was a mistake that was never meant to happen. If only I could… “No…” Tears clouded my eyes, stinging them and streaming down my cheek as I tried to come close to him. “You can’t say that…isn’t not true.” “Please don’
Chapter 92BIANCA’S POVMy brows furrowed as I downloaded the video. It was quite long and the caption that followed was written in block letters; HER NAME WAS HEATHER MORRISON AND THIS IS WHAT YOUR LOVING HUSBAND DID TO HER AFTER SUCH A LONG TIME IN RELATIONSHIP (with two fingers pointing up at it.)The caption was talking about the Heather girl with the big, cartoonish emerald eye in the feedback report Mr. Sam gave me. The one who used to date Richard. The one I was so desperate to see though I wished it could be physically because I had a lot of questions to ask her. This video will be about her. But who could have sent it to me? Even my caller and sender identifier app couldn’t figure it out. It only showed the location, which was in the same city as mine. That meant whoever the sender was, he or she was close by.My breath quivered involuntarily as I waited for the download to complete. I had this feeling that whatever I will see in it won’t be good. When I finally played the v