Chapter 3-The Goddess was back

GIAN

“IS that Chyna? Doctor Salvatore’s younger sister?”

 I suddenly stopped warming up for our water polo game when I heard that name.

Chyna.

And Dr. Dasha Salvatore, Costa Galaxia's in-house physician who was always trying to slaughter me. Whenever I got sick, the good doctor would always make me wait to give me a hard time before I got treated.

 But I couldn’t blame Dasha. She had the right to be mad at me. I had dumped her sister. I had been stupid to do so and had felt bad about it for so long.

 “Yes! That's her! She's even much prettier now! What a stunning beauty.” Thug elbowed Josh. “Bro, when did she arrive?”

 “Just yesterday. Doc Dasha said Chyna is here for a long vacation. She will be staying around until after Castillo’s wedding.” Josh answered.

Josh was probably the head of the security team here in Costa Galaxia.

 “I heard my name. Were you talking about me?”

 Aelax arrived late, wearing his coloured cap. We were water polo teammates.

“You assume too much! You are not the only Castillo in the world!”

I became oblivious to everyone else when someone caught my attention. The pool complex was graced by the presence of a goddess.

Indeed, she deserved all the attention. She was charming like that. No wonder I had been so obsessed with her.

 She was tall and slim with the right curves at the right places. Her smooth and white complexion was highlighted by the mustard yellow cropped top and micro shorts she was wearing. Her wavy hair was loose, which made her look even sexier.

 I could already feel something building up inside me by just watching the beauty. A mixture of fear and excitement filled me. It was the exact same feeling I'd had when I first attempted to talk to her through one of her social media accounts, three years after hurting her.

Chyna was gorgeous than ever. If anything had changed about her, that was it.

Scenes started playing on my mind. I started growing down there.

I forced myself to calm down, but I could not take my eyes off her. What a view to behold? I did not even notice that my lips had begun to curl into a wide smile as I kept my eyes glued on the goddess called Chyna Salvatore.

But the magic moment was ruined when a man interrupted the scene. I did not know the guy. A guest, perhaps? How about I got him banned from Costa Galaxia?

 My blood began to boil when I saw the man’s hand caressing Chyna’s smooth arm. He had no right to touch her!

 I got up from the swimming pool without thinking. I didn't give a fuck even if our game was starting in five minutes. A few steps later, Chyna was informed of my presence.

 “Chy, baby! When did you arrive?” I exclaimed, feigning cheerfulness. The excitement was genuine, however.

My heart pounded in my chest when Chyna turned to me. She had the most beautiful face I had ever seen.

 She seemed genuinely surprised to see me. Her lips slightly parted as she stared at me. So she didn’t really come here to see me or watch the water polo game we were about to play.

I felt a slight pinch of emotion. Three years ago, she had always made sure to watch the water activities in Costa Galaxia because I had always participated in them.

 But now…

 I dismissed the unpleasant feelings. Because that mouth of hers was so tempting, I couldn’t stop myself from grabbing her and claiming her lips in a passionate kiss.

 God! I had missed Chyna so much!

 My whole body seemed to convulse at the deliciously warm feeling that quickly enveloped my entirety. I felt the urge to deepen the kiss to show her how much I'd missed her.

 She protested for a moment but soon was responding to my kisses. I felt her need as she kissed me back with the same enthusiasm. It ignited my intense emotion, making me want to explode as our lips locked together.

A faint growl escaped from Chyna’s mouth, reaching my ears. I was surprised to hear my own response to her moaning and muttering.

And then I remembered Camille. I felt guilty somehow, but it was not enough for me to release Chyna.

 Three years!

 It had been three fucking years since I had last felt this extreme urge, this hot sensation. I almost lost my mind as I let the feelings consume me, just like before... three long years ago.

 I was filled with longing and needed for Chyna. Indeed, when I lost a very important person, only then did I understand her real value. And there never was a moment in all those years that had passed that I didn't regret losing Chyna. Until this very moment, I still felt sorry for letting her go.

I had missed her laughter, the silly talks we'd had about anything and everything… her being so understanding despite the fact that I'd been a big fucking asshole.

 I had missed her softness in my arms. I had missed cuddling with her, her warm breath against my chest. That hot feeling only she was capable of igniting in me. I had missed her lips against mine.

Darn, I missed everything about her!

I felt someone pat my shoulder. I released Chyna. We were both panting. I couldn’t get enough of her lips, but, hell, I needed to let her go.

The referee of the game was sending me back to the pool. I wanted to beat him up for disturbing us.

 “Thank you for the good-luck kiss. I am with the Blue Team. Cheer for us, okay?” I winked at the still stunned Chyna.

Oh, I could kiss her all day.

I turned to leave, and then I felt her grab my arm. When I turned to face her, I was met by a forceful slap on the face. Then Chyna marched her way from the vast pool complex. The guest she'd been talking to earlier would have followed her had I not given him a warning look, prompting him to change directions and leave the place with a surly look.

“That serves you right, Voltaire," Lenard teased.