ADELE Chris continued swimming over to my side and I paddled backward. The moment my back hit the cold tile of the internal skimmer wall, Chris's brought his head up from the water. I gasped in shock and quickly asked him, "What the fuck are you doing?", I asked quickly with a frown and he gave me a smile in return. "My uncle and his wife are watching us right now", he replied and my mouth went open in surprise. "So, what do we do?", I asked him immediately. I was about to turn my head back to look at the balcony upstairs but Chris just turned my head back with both hands and stared intently at me. "We give them a show", he replied as he got closer to me and I got confused. A show? A show? What's he talking about? I was about to ask him what he meant by a show when he brought his head down to the side of my neck. His cold lips met with my exposed neck and I felt that tingling sensation instantly. I gulped. I brought my hand up to stop him from doing anything further but then
CHRISTOPHER I have been awake for the past hour now and I don't know to leave the bed. Adele is in my arms with her head on my chest as she slept peacefully. She looks so peaceful right now that I do not want to disturb her sleep. I should just let her sleep a little bit more. She has her right arm around my upper body, holding me tightly against her. Her breasts are pressing tightly against my body and I am stopping myself from wanting to feel them in my hands. One of her legs is in between my two limbs and it does not help every time she moved her knee upward. It's early in the morning and this is happening to me already. I stopped her hand from going downwards when I saw it move. It won't be funny at all if her hand touches me down there and I end up exploding all of my fluids from her touch. I don't know why I am still feeling this way when she is asleep. Every touch of hers on me just ignites an unexplainable feeling in me. I watched her eyelids flutter continuously and when
ADELE "What did you talk about with your uncle this morning?", I asked as I stared intently at Chris. He furrowed his brows at me like he was confused by my question, so I rephrased it. "I saw you two on the balcony this morning and I did not want to disturb your talk. What were you talking about?" "I am only curious, come on", I laughed as I hit his arm playfully. I need to know more about the Bianca his Uncle mentioned. I am only curious, that's all. "Why are suddenly acting like this? It's strange", Chris replied with a chuckle and I frowned. This isn't going to work. I turned my head back to look outside the window like I had done when this ride started. "Adele", Chris called out to me but I just kept on looking outside. He is obviously hiding something from me. "All right. I will tell you then, it's not like I have a choice", he said with a sigh and my head quickly snapped back to him. "Like seriously?" "You are stubborn, you know", he replied with a shake of his
ADELE "Wait, do we have to act in front of them as well?", I asked as Chris and I stood in front of the front door. "Yeah", he replied and when I was about to ask him about something else, he pulled the front door open. I cussed inwardly at him before turning my head to smile at the guests. Chris went forward to hug them first before they stepped inside the house and I closed the front door. "Guys, meet Adele, my wife", Chris introduced immediately they got inside and he placed his right hand on my lower back. Heat suddenly crept onto the place where his hand lays. I don't know how Chris does it but he always managed to make me feel warm wherever he touched me. "Wow! I still can't bring myself to believe you got married", the guy with the white and black hair suddenly cuts in and a frown immediately appeared on Chris's face. The brown-haired guy hit the white and black-haired guy and he quickly composed himself with a clear of his throat. "Adele, meet Noah", Chris started
ADELE I walked into the kitchen and quickly went to get four glass cups. Why did Chris do that? He has been acting in ways I do not understand since we were in his uncle's house. I bent my head in thought and when nothing popped up, I went to get the juice. I poured it into three cups and got a bottle of water after that. The water is for Oliver, the shy yet mysterious man. I walked out of the kitchen when I was done and I was about to walk into the sitting room before stopping in my tracks immediately. "You truthfully like her?", I heard Oliver ask and I quickly turned to look at Chris. "Yeah, I guess I do" "But she is not even your type", Oliver commented, and Chris shrugged before giving him a chuckle. "Maybe even I do not know my type", Chris replied and my lips twitched. Does he truly like me? Or is he just faking it too? "I like her too", Noah suddenly commented with a grin on his face and I saw a frown appear on Chris's face, just as if he was jealous and angry a
ADELE "Bianca was the love of my life", Chris started and my eyes widened instantly. I was not expecting that at all. Chris had someone he loved? Why did he get married to me then? "Oh", I replied to him and he continued. "I thought even if I had to get married to someone, it would be her. Everyone knew us. Everyone who knew us together would always praise and tell us how good we looked together. They called us the perfect match back then; a handsome bachelor and a beautiful model. We fitted each other so well", Chris said with a chuckle as he looked up at me before taking his gaze off me quickly. "We were in love, or so I thought. I guess I was the only one in love all along", Chris commented and his face suddenly went into a frown. "What happened then?", I pushed and he looked up at me. He cleared his throat properly before replying, "She cheated on me", he said as he stared intently at me, not taking his gaze off for once and I swallowed. Why do I feel like I knew that
ADELE Chris left for work this morning after we had a late breakfast. He teased me a lot about my wanting to sleep with him and laughed a lot. I kept up with it every single time because he was always laughing and it looked so genuine to me. After what he told me yesterday, the least I can do for him is let him laugh at me, as long as he is happy. I walked upstairs and was about to head to the room. I passed by Chris's study room and contemplated a lot about it but when I could not help it, I pushed the door to his study room open. The person Chris hired was here during the weekend to clean it up when we were at Mr. and Mrs. Jeffrey's house, so the place is clean. I walked further into the room and without wasting time, I sat on his leather chair. I turned on the computer and quickly went to the internet. I can't help it. I searched for Bianca and Christopher's names together and the news about their breakup came up instantly. So, they were that famous then. I looked prop
CHRISTOPHER "That's my ex-fiance", Adele said to me and my hand stopped what they were doing instantly. Her ex-fiance? I looked up at her instantly before looking down at the diagrams in my hand. Wow, it's a lot. "The- they have no face", I commented and she sighed before packing the sheets I had spread all over the couch. I got back on the couch as I watched Adele arrange the sheets back together. She dropped her hands slackly on her lap with the sheets still clenched tightly in them. "I couldn't draw him properly", she finally commented without looking at me. "I still can't", her lips twitched when she said that and I dropped my head helplessly to look at the tiled floor. "Why?", I let out my curiosity before looking up at her. I met her eyes on me, so I asked again. "Why can't you draw him?" "I don't know", her reply came immediately and it seemed pained. She is not happy with the fact that she can't draw his face and that somehow makes me sad as well. "For the few m
ADELEIt's been a week since the competition. Everything is back to normal and Chris has even gotten up to prepare for work today as well.Oh yes, Bianca's modeling job went down because of what happened at the competition. Apparently, someone had been filming all that happened. She got out of the police jail not long after she was placed in it but I think she has learnt her lesson. Chris walked out of the walk-in closet and I sat up immediately to look at him. I felt a sharp headache and I hissed. Chris got in front of me- at the foot of the bed- in no time as he asked. "Hey, are you okay?" I pushed my hand in front of him to tell him to stop talking. I don't know where this headache came from all of a sudden. "Yeah, I am fine," I replied with a smile as I looked up at Chris. My stomach started making some disturbance and I winced when I suddenly got a stomach ache. I bent forward on my seat on the bed as I clenched the cloth holding my stomach tightly in my hand. "Adele?""So
ADELE"So, why did you do it? Why did you take my artwork?" I asked and she moved in the tight grip of the investigator. She brought her face in front of mine as she spat those foolish, unkind words. "Because I hate you," she replied as she looked into my eyes and I frowned. She moved back as a loud hysterical laugh escaped her lips. The investigators moved his feet while he pulled Bianca after him. She stopped laughing all of a sudden and screamed at the top of her voice. "I can walk on my own!" She demanded to the investigator who held on to her right arm and he let her go immediately. She walked in the front while the two investigators walked behind her. I released a deep breath as they went out of my sight. Chris arrived backstage with the two men who had collected my artwork from me outside the hotel yesterday. They were both carrying my artwork."You are here," I said as he reached in front of me and he nodded. "And let's welcome Mrs. Marvin to the stage!" I heard the Ma
ADELEThe investigators arrived some moments later in a black round-neck top and jean trousers. Two of them went into the hotel while others stayed inside the car, not far away from the hotel. I welcomed them into my hotel room and shut the door. I am only thankful that the event has started, so all the artists are in there. Chris asked me to take my seat on the bed while the two investigators stood in front of me. Chris stood on my left, not far away from the bed and not far away from the investigators. "When last did you see the artwork, Mrs. Marvin?" The nice and calm looking one of the investigators asked. "Uh, yesterday afternoon when I brought it here in my husband's car," I replied and the other one wrote something down. "Your husband explained to us that two men collected the artwork from you," he said and I nodded. "That's right," I replied and the other man wrote something down again. "Can you describe those men?"I nodded and tried to make a good description of them
ADELE"Bianca?" I asked as I squinted my eyes at her and she giggled. "Surprise!" She said back cheerfully and I furrowed my brows at her. What is wrong with her?"Oh right, I did not know you would be here as well," she added in her normal self as she slanted her lips at me. I must say, she is still looking beautiful as always. "What are you doing here?" I asked and she sighed. "I am here for the art competition," she replied and my mouth went round in surprise. I thought she was a model, how can she be here? Or does she perhaps paint as well?"Wha-? How?" I let out uncontrollably and she chuckled again. "Well, I might have lied to my new boyfriend that I know how to paint. Then, he signed me up for this and here I am," she said with a shrug and I nodded at her words knowingly. Well, that sounds like her. "Nice to see you again then," I greeted as I forced a smile at her and she smiled back instantly."Same here," she replied and I hummed before getting into my room. "I wil
ADELE"Chris? What are you doing here?" I asked with my eyes wide in surprise. "Can I come in?" He asked and I moved away from the door immediately. "Of course," I replied as Chris pushed his body in with a sigh. I closed the door and turned around to look at Chris immediately. "I called your phone," he said with a sigh as he sat down at the edge of the bed. "My phone is dead," I replied as I moved forward and stood in front of him. "Oh, I got so worried though," he breathed under his breath and I took my seat beside him. "I know"Chris pulled me into a hug immediately I sat down and I gasped in surprise. I became comfortable in his arms and just hugged him back tightly. "I missed you," he breathed into my neck and I chuckled. "I missed you too," I replied as I rubbed his back with my right hand. We stayed like that for a short while before he finally let me go slowly. "How are you?" He asked as he held my hands in both of his. "I am fine," I replied with a small smile on
ADELE"My artwork?" She asked and I nodded. "Some guys asked for my painting when I got in front of the hotel-," I started panicking as I explained but she cut me off midway. "Oh, those guys. I forgot about them," she replied and I took in a deep breath, waiting for her to continue. "They collected mine as well, saying they had somewhere allocated for each artwork," she added and I released the breath I was holding. "I guess that is how it works then," I said with a smile and she nodded. "Yeah"She faced the stage before turning to look at me again. "I am Veronica," she introduced herself as she stretched her hand which had three rings on them towards me. "Wow," I said out in amazement anyways and her expression turned into one of deep confusion. "You have the same name as my younger sister, that's all," I replied quickly before taking her hand. "I am Adele, Adele Marvin," I said proudly and her eyes widened. "I knew you looked familiar," she said cheerfully with a huge smil
ADELE"He knew my name, it was pretty weird," I came out to Chris as I furrowed my brows at the direction the men had gone in. "Oh?" Chris asked back and I turned to look at him. "Yeah," I nodded and Chris raised a brow. "You realize that is not strange, right?" Chris asked with a chuckle and I frowned in confusion. "And how is it not?" "Because you are pretty popular. At least, a bit." Chris explained before using his index and thumb to hold his jaw as if he was thinking about something."Uhn?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. I am still confused. He brought his focus back to me before explaining more clearly, "You are Mrs. Marvin, remember?" He asked and my mouth went round in shape in realization. "Oh yeah! Yeah, that's true. I almost forgot," I said the last sentence as a silly joke as I chuckled but I don't think Chris understands. He is looking at me in surprise and confusion at the same time. "Come on, I have to get my baggage out of the car," I said as I hit him playful
ADELEIt's finally a day before the day of the competition and I am very excited about it. Chris is carrying the little baggage I packed into the car. The baggage contains the little necessities I might be needing during my stay there. He returned to the art room and I took my gaze off the covered artwork- that is standing against the wall- to him."I seriously can't peep at it?" Chris asked and I rejected the idea immediately. "No! It is going to be a big surprise," I replied with a tired sigh. "Help me get it out of the house?" I asked and he walked closer to where I stood. "Sure!" He replied before holding the artwork from his side. He tried lifting his side and he dropped it back down instantly. My eyes widened in fear when I heard that slight sound it made against the tiled floor. "Don't you dare hurt that thing, Chris, or I am going to get angry at you," I warned with a frown on my face as I pointed my index finger at Chris and he chuckled. "I seriously don't know why you
ADELEI have moved back into my art room since the moment I started working on this competition project. I don't want Chris to see what I am making or it would ruin the big surprise. The competition or event is in two weeks and Chris has really been helping me a lot. He has been buying all the art supplies I ask for while I collect them from him, just at the door of the art room. Then, I shut the door right in his face. It had been fun to shut the door in his face in the beginning but now, I miss him so much, that I close the door slowly. A knock sounded on the door and I raised my head from the painting quickly. Chris is here. When did he get back from work?I dropped my brush in a can before walking to the door. I pulled it open and Chris's face appeared in front of me. "Hey," I breathed out and he smiled. "Hey," he replied before pushing his hands into his pocket. "Dinner is ready," he added as he took his left hand out of his pocket and pointed behind him. "Oh oh, I will b