Scarlett’s POV
The meal would have been a good idea if he didn’t have that commanding tone in his voice, and maybe I might have listened. But I wasn’t about to be ordered to sit down at a table and look at him. I had my own autonomy when we were in the house.“Scarlett, please stop,” he said, in a low apologetic voice that stopped me in my tracks. “Can we talk about this?”I was still angry nonetheless. “So now, you want to talk about this? After telling me that your decision was final and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it?”“I’m sorry,” he replied. “Tell me what you want, Scarlett. Tell me what you want me to say and I’ll say it.”I stopped moving and turned to look at him. He had a look in his eyes, one that I’d never seen before. His stare was hard and unflinching as always, but there was something different about them, a new permutation I’d never seen before. He was apologetic!“Please, sit,” he said, gestScarlett’s POVSomething swelled in my heart at that moment. I’d never seen Aiden act more human, less beast with no emotions. His look seemed truthful, and there was a kindness in his gaze I’d never seen before. “Why did you do it?” I asked the question that had been on my mind all day. “Tell me, Aiden. Why did you do it?” He looked confused. “Do what?” “Dismiss the board members and impose your decision on them without caring what the consequences might be.” Aiden folded his hands and propped his chin on it, aquiline nose shadowed in darkness. “I see my mother took you to Stephen Ling’s in Milan, correct?” I nodded. “Well, the board members are greedy bastards who have more money than they can ever spend, but yet, they still want much more,” he replied. “There are people who need that money more than we do. It’s a matter of giving back to the community.” “Hmmm,” I regarded him cautiously, my finger maki
Scarlett’s POV I could tell Aiden knew I didn’t believe him. I mean, how could I after all the stories about his childhood I’d heard from Sephy just earlier that afternoon? He was just like all the other rich kids - primped and spoiled. From what I heard, Aiden couldn’t cook himself a decent meal, not even a sandwich. And here we were with the best cream shrimp alfredo pasta I ever tasted in my life. In my heart, I knew Aiden probably ordered it from some high-class Italian restaurant, just to apologize to me about what happened. Somehow, he knew food was the way to my heart. “The apology? Let’s get this over with,” I said, rolling my eyes. “You can have some more chicken,” he replied, dismissing my words. “I made more than we could eat.” Classic Aiden. Avoid, evade, and impose. I was getting used to this routine already and it was starting to bother me a lot less. I knew my words and decisions around him
Scarlett’s POVSpending the next few days at home proved to be easier than it was. I poked through pictures of art pieces and their cost prices, looking through whatever histories they had, where they came from, and how best to make them even more appealing. Some of the pieces were not even art, I figured after looking through a few pictures the curator sent to the brand new iPad Aiden got me and said I was supposed to work with. I saw pictures of a khopesh, a weapon which looked very similar to a scythe, so much that the resemblance was uncanny. It was to be shipped in from some museum in Egypt, and I was already drawing short presentations on how to make it seem more appealing. What rich people seemed to spend their money on surprised the living hell out of me. There was not only art, but artifacts out of ancient Egypt, Greece, Rome, and even India. There were round stones, jeweled crowns, among other things. I wondered what they’d use some of these ar
Scarlett’s POVThe summer haze was beginning, the heat settling on the world and bringing a warmth that I relished. I thought back to summer mornings in college when I’d take a walk with Callie across the grounds, and I smiled. How life changed in the twinkling of an eye. Here I was, with an expensive white wine in my hand and the clear water of the swimming pool rippling out in front of me. The smell of chlorine was familiar, and it hit my nostrils as the breeze wafted across the grounds. It helped me relax, and for the first time in a while, I felt at home. With just the water and the open air, I was reminded of the times when Dad and I used to go to the community swimming pool and run laps across it. I stepped closer to the edge of the swimming pool and bent to drop the glass and bottle of wine. My distorted reflection rippled back and forth and I reached to let my fingers into the water. Missing the good old days of feeling my mus
Aiden’s POVI never forgot anything. It was a trait I took pride in, but something was just off today. With the opening and commissioning of the galleries fast approaching, everyone at the office had their knickers in a twist. Most especially me. Besides, I was tired from all the cooking and talking I did with Scarlett last night. Of course, it was interesting, but I’d burned my hands so many times that my hands were numb. When I held my pen between my fingers, I couldn’t even feel it. Gosh, I was still regretting my decision to cook dinner. But after last night, it was looking like one of the best nights of my life. I liked the witty banter I had with Scarlett, the soft pout of her lips as she tormented me, the slight sip of the cognac that made her stretch that beautiful column of skin at the base of her throat. Fuck, she was sexy. I’d given Scarlett a job, quite a lucrative one, enough to take care of herself and whatever she might
Aiden’s POVHer body was one with the pool, melding as if they were one entity. She pushed through the water, lithe body cutting through and slashing the waves to ribbons. Then she came up for air at the other end of the pool, popping the bottle of wine. I watched her drift across, fiery red hair sticking out from under her swim cap and gluing to the back of her neck. She was goddamn beautiful. “Where did you learn to swim like that?” I asked, staring at her. I could tell she was surprised from the redness flowing into her cheeks and her slight stutter when she replied. ““Wh- What are you doing here? I didn’t think -“You didn’t think I’d be back home till evening? I didn’t think you’d go skinny dipping either. But here you are.” I couldn’t take my eyes off her. The swimsuit clung to her body, and I could see her nipples through the almost sheer fabric. God, I wanted to have them in my mouth, roll my tongue over th
Scarlett’s POV“Don’t tell me what to do, Scarlett,” Aiden said, his voice cold and authoritative. For some reason, I liked the way he called my name; the creamy roll of the r, the soft enunciation at the end as if I was the only one who could ever possess that name. We were so close that I could feel the heat of his body, the musky sense of him invading my senses. He leaned in close, and his hand gripped mine. Lust took over my mind with a force I’d never known before, and I moved a little closer to him. “Since I’ve shown you how brave I am, will you teach me? Or will you hold this over my head like a sword and torment me with this all my life?” His mouth was dangerously close to my skin, and his slow exhale fanned over my neck. Heat rocked my pelvis, and I couldn’t speak, couldn’t move. I was transfixed at the sight of him: the dipping of his chest, the corded bronze muscles rippling beneath perfect skin, abs like a beating heart.
Scarlett’s POVA whimper escaped my lips as he kissed my collarbone. I pulled him close, felt him push against my legs. His hands pried my legs apart, his hands seeking flesh. I stopped caring about holding back, because more than anything, I couldn’t hold back for Aiden Vilarez. He was the one temptation I couldn’t suppress, and alarm bells rang in my head. And then he kissed me. I felt like I was on fire, and the air turned to molten glass. He tasted like coffee and sugar, and himself, tongue slipping into my mouth. I kissed him with hunger, a desire I’d been thinking of these days when I worked on sales pitches or traveled to Sweden. I could feel how hard he was against my thigh, and he kissed me until the world went out of focus. He cradled me against his chest, and I felt like a person would in front of a fire after spending days in the snow. I melted, inhibitions going out the window. The water lapped around my skin, churning as
SCARLETT’S POVI had come to accept that my thoughts were haunted. Else, how else could I explain that one individual is the one that consumes all of my thoughts and has suddenly become the essence of my being? He consumed my thoughts, he consumed my essence, and as much as I wanted to convince myself that I hated it, I knew that deep down, I LOVED it! And I hated myself even more for loving it, everything was an endless myriad of emotions that I didn’t even know I was capable of feeling.I had not seen Aiden since last night and I was hoping I wouldn’t bump into him as I wrapped my robe around my body and headed downstairs to grab a coffee. One could think I was some sort of burglar as I tiptoed my way down and looked over my shoulders to make sure I did not run into Aiden. Everywhere was silent and I assumed that he probably had to drop by at work pretty early or he was busy in the gym, whichever it was, I was just glad tha
Scarlett's POVAiden approached with the hot coffee in his hand and I wondered if he wasn't going to drop it before finally getting to me.“Well, I'd say I'm interested in both but it depends on you.” He placed the coffee on the slap and pulled me closer to himself. He pulled off my shirt and put his head between my breasts.He had not placed his lips on them but I gasped. My body was ready for his touch and I craved it like an addiction.He raised me and placed me on the kitchen slab and pushed the cup of coffee off. The cup fell and the coffee spilled all over the floor. I just sat down waiting anxiously for him to suck on my boobs.He stood in front of me and pushed his hands through my thigh before pulling me forward to himself. I could feel my body hair standing. His process was slow and it made me anticipate what he was going to do.Aiden licked all around my boobs, I gasped for air and put my hands on his shoulde
Aiden’s POVI did not know what to do to make Scarlett feel better. I was exhausted by the attitude she was putting up. I stretched my hands over to her face and removed her earphones from her ear.She grumbled and frowned at me before she yelled, “What?” She looked so paranoid and I couldn’t understand what all the attitude she was giving me was all about.“What is it again? You’ve been so quiet and I don’t like how you are blocking your ears. I don’t feel like you are here with me and I’m not pleased.” I said to her sternly.“I do not want to talk to you and I don’t have anything to say to you. I just want to go home.” Scarlett did not care to look at me. She just spoke and kept her gaze out the window.“Anyway, I want us to eat out tonight. I know a very nice restaurant that we can go to.” I felt that could make Scar feel better or cheer her up. I mean, who wouldn’t like to eat something nice? “I want to go home. I’m not
Scarlett's Pov I looked at Aiden as he gazed back at me. I could not understand why he would think I would decide to have sex with him. I wondered why he would even choose that. I mean, it's not like I meant anything to him.I began to reminisce on the sex we had in the pool. I snapped out of it and reminded myself of how trashy he treated me. “You mean nothing to him. This is just a contract so get it together,” I said to myself. “I would rather have an implantation. I have no reason to experience sexual excitement. It's just a contract and it should be handled as such.” I said aloud without looking at Aiden.“I can not have my sperm removed from me. I do not want to have to masturbate.” Aiden interrupted me. I looked at him and asked, “So what's that supposed to mean?” “You will just have to have sex with me because I can not masturbate. I won't.” He said firmly and I knew there was nothing I could say to make him change hi
Scarlett's PovI followed quietly behind Aiden and several thoughts ran through my mind as I began to doubt if I wanted to proceed. “I do not have a choice anyway. I’m sure he doesn’t care about me. This is what's best for me at the moment.” I said inwardly.We entered the hospital and Aiden approached a nurse. He was farther from me so I couldn’t hear what he said to her. She looked through his shoulders at me and smiled. I approached them with an uncertain look on my face.“You’re welcome. You can come with me to the waiting room while I get the doctor for you.” She said with a warm smile and a great gesture. I wondered why she seemed so happy.Aiden and I followed her into a room that had a nice ambiance. I was not interested in whatever was around. I just wanted to see the doctor and get down to business. “You should take off your earphones.” Aiden tapped my thigh and said to me. I shrugged and arched my brow at him. I
I looked at myself in the mirror one last time to make sure that I at least looked presentable. The makeup was subtle, thank God, I didn’t want to look like some tramp. Sultry, and soft was exactly what I was going for. The dress was a deep burgundy, cinching at the waist and flaring out from there. He knocked again, and I knew I had to hurry up. Aiden didn’t like being kept waiting. I doubted he’d hate it if it were Odessa. I banished the thought from my mind and focused on the task at hand. We were going to the hospital to get this whole thing started. All I had to do was get pregnant.I packed my small purse containing a pad of sticky notes so that if there was anything I needed to put down when speaking to the doctor, I could do it. I also put in a pen, my earphones to listen to music on the way so that I didn’t have to hear him speak and get into my head, a pair of photochromic glasses and my lip gloss. He must have been about to knock, because his
Scarlett’s POVI was unable to sleep last night. Not because I was still livid at what happened in the study, but because of the hurt flashing in Aiden’s eyes when I talked about how I was just a spare. It seemed genuine in the moment, and when I shut the door in his face, I slid down the door and cried. I didn’t know why I was truly crying, but the tears kept coming. It felt like someone stabbed me in the gut repeatedly, then wrung me out and left me to dry. I felt raw, lost, exposed. His frame cast a shadow in front of my door for almost an hour, as if he was still trying to come to terms with what I said to him. I knew that the words were a slap on his face, but I wanted him to feel the anger raging for space in my heart. He deserved it. At least that was what I tried to tell myself. It was what I had been trying to tell myself all day. I knew it was selfish to have ever uttered those words, but I wished for him to feel how it felt to have y
Aiden’s POVI sighed, running fingers through my hair to relieve me of the stress. “Is she in?” Maria nodded. “Yes sir, she’s in her bedroom. I just finished changing the sheets and making sure the room was cleaned.” “Did you notice anything unfamiliar? Or familiar? I don’t even know what I’m saying at the moment.” She shook her head, her eyes going to the bunch of flowers in my hand. “No, no. Miss seemed like her normal self. Is something the matter, sir? Anything you need me to help you with?” “No, no. I just wanted to be sure if this was a good time. Dinner is set, right?” “Yes sir. I made sure the chef kept the covered food in the refrigerator, so it’s easy to heat up. Should I help you with that before I leave for the night?” I shook my head. “I can handle a microwave at least. Thank you very much.” “No problem, sir. I’m just doing my job.” She ambled away quickly, leaving me in the gloom of the living room. Rolling the bouquet in my hands, I went to the kitchen first to
Aiden’s POVDusk settled in the skies like a lover’s kiss, sending golden and purple streaks through a formerly blue sky. I watched the skies change color, the purple deepening like a bruise until it began to turn dark. This was one of my daily rituals - watch the skies, and think of my place in the universe. But only this time, I didn’t think of myself. I thought of a familiar flame-haired woman and her luscious pink lips, peridot eyes and skin like milk. I thought of her long fingers searching for pleasure in my hair, the breath from her mouth hot against my cheek. I’d been thinking of her a lot lately, so much that it threatened to take away my sanity. It was strange how she barreled into my life like a whirlwind, taking control of almost every part of me. It seemed rather beautiful, tempting even. She was a force to be reckoned with, a person with so much control of herself that she started breaking down at my heart, chipping away pieces little by little. I cleared my mind and