Aron POVI attempted to flirt with the hotel receptionist, but as soon as Sara was out of sight, I felt sick at her seductive smile. Even without my asking, she seemed eager to spend the night with me. Why does Sara dislike spending time with me when I want to spend all my time with her, while this woman is constantly willing to spend time with me? I have not even been enraged with her for a long time. I excused the receptionist and turned to head in the direction Sara had been walking a short while ago. I had no idea where she had vanished from the hotel reception's right turn. I dialed Jerry's number to ask about Sara, but she told me that Sara didn't come to her. I don't understand why this woman disappeared suddenly. This hotel, a highly esteemed establishment in the city, fills me with fear for her safety. The business owner's fixation on her further heightened my fear that one of them might abduct her. If she fell in love with any of the CEOs, what would I do? Because she has
Sara POV As we sat in the car, Aron instructed the driver to drive. His tightened jaw filled me with fear that he would chastise me once more for leaving the house without his permission. He would have raped me in front of the public if Aron hadn't arrived to save me then. I want to thank him for rescuing me from that man, even if I'm not sure how he got there. I can't believe the old man was Aron's father. How could he treat his son in such a harsh manner? I refrained from asking him about his father, afraid to look him in the eye, as his heated gaze remained fixed on my face. In an attempt to deflect his stare, I looked out the car window. Whenever there was a moment of silence between us, I always felt a sense of relief, but now I can sense the quiet before the storm in this uncomfortable silence. Why won't he talk to me? If he let his rage out on me, I was relieved, but his stillness made me feel queasy. Despite seeing his protectiveness for me, I don't have to worry about his
Aron POV "Aron, I am sorry. Don't be upset with me, please." Jerry turned on the light in my room. "Jerry, please leave me alone. I don't want to talk with anyone now." My eyes stayed focused on the oak tree outside the window. "Please don't punish yourself in this way. I don't have any idea that the business conference was in the same hotel. I won't let Sara wander the hotel by myself if I have the slightest suspicion that Sara might run into your dad." She apologized for what had occurred in the hotel. "Why are you feeling sorry for me now when you are the only reason my dad hates me?" I turned angrily to face her. "Aron, I am genuinely ashamed of my past deeds; please give me one chance to prove that I am a changed person now." She kneeled in front of me to apologize. Her behavior seemed different from her acts, so I watched her with suspicion. Why did she suddenly turn into a kind person? Perhaps she's trying to fool me by pretending to be innocent while concealing her evil
Sara POV I knocked on his door to bandage his palm, but he didn't open it, so I pushed the door to enter his room without his permission. He stood by the glass pane, lost in his world, peering out. "Aron." I softly uttered his name in an attempt to catch his attention, but he refused to look at me. I don't know why Jerry asked me to wrap his hand in bandages. I went to his room and turned the light on. "What are you doing here?" He was still frustrated with me. However, I'm not sure what I did to make him upset with me. "Your palm has a wound, so let me bandage it." I took a careful hold of his palm and examined the deep cut on his hand. "Sara, I am fine with this cut; I don't need any bandages." He jerked my hand to free his palm from my grasp. "Why are you taking out your anger on yourself?" Once more, I forcefully gripped his palm and wrapped it in a bandage. This time, he calmly stared at my face instead of attempting to remove his palm from my hold. "I am sorry, Aron; I
Aron POV "I love you, Sara." I looked into her eyes and confessed my love for her. She looked at me in shock, not expecting me to express my feelings in such a simple way. I hadn't done anything to fulfill her fantasy of a prince charming kneeling before her with a ring. After talking with Jerry, I realized that Sara is very precious to me, and I can't afford to lose her in any case. I was staring out the window, my mind replaying the scene in which that bastard attempted to kiss her in the pool. It would be my fault if that man's wicked plans came to fruition.As I replayed the incident, I realized my error. If I acknowledge her as my wife to everyone, then nobody will be able to disparage her—not even my father—for asking her to cover the costs of his suit. I had no desire to be in a committed relationship. I don't think marriage is a beneficial idea because of my horrible upbringing. However, emotional stability, family, and marriage mean a lot to Sara. And to win her heart, I
Sara POV "I love you, Sara." His words are still echoing in my ears. I can't believe he confessed his feelings to me. I had been dreaming of these three beautiful words from him, and now that he has declared his love for me, I am at a loss for how to react. I want to tell him loud and clear how much I love him, but I'm still unsure how Jerry feels about Aron. How could it be that after several sex sessions with him, she never felt anything for him? Because of his addiction, he also bound me to him, and now that I've fallen in love, I'm confident she felt the same way. He loves me, though. He believes I am worthy of his affection. My heart wants to jump into happiness. However, until I am completely certain that Jerry has no feelings for Aron, I can not accept his offer of love. I typically follow my heart rather than my brain, but in Aron's case, I want to make a sensible decision because I have previously witnessed the consequences of past decisions that I made only after listenin
Aron POV "Aaron, don't be stubborn; you haven't eaten since morning, so you must be hungry," Jerry said with concern when I refused food until Sara told me how she felt about me. "No, until she lets me know what she thinks of me, I won't eat anything." Jerry held up the food platter to me, but I wouldn't look at it."Why don't you tell him exactly how you feel about him, Sara?"Jerry asked Sara to share her sentiments with me, but she refused to give in to my hunger strike, sitting motionless in her chair. She doesn't seem to love me based on how she consumes her meal. When, despite Jerry's efforts, she refused to confess her emotions to me, I became even more enraged. What's the matter with her?Enraged, I stepped out of my chair and headed toward the hall. "Don't be upset, Aaron. She was just making fun of you because you were anxious about her response." Jerry trailed me down the hallway. Why is she unwilling to disclose her genuine sentiments regarding me, given that she is a
Sara POV "I love you, Aron." I wanted to stop telling him how I felt, but I could no longer control my tongue. My feelings for him, which I had been keeping hidden for so long, were finally coming out. His growling stomach made me ask him to go back to the dining hall, even though I wanted to kiss him eternally. "Let me serve you food." I took the dish from his hand as he made me sit on the dining chair."Sara, you are in a drunken state, so please sit quietly." When I dropped the platter on the dining table, he gave me a furious expression."I'm sorry; please don't be angry with me." When I saw him furious, tears welled up in my eyes."I'm not upset with you, Sara. Don't cry, please." He wiped my tears away. I wanted to know the reason for his silence if he wasn't upset with me. While he was eating dinner, I silently observed his expression. What made me love him so much? What about him is so amazing that I can't stop myself from being drawn to him? I was examining his facial fea