Scott’s POVI stared at her, sleeping peacefully with soft snores erupting from her lips. The dim light from the moonlight streaming in through the windows cascaded over her, highlighting her face, and her beauty. She looked like an angel, with her shoulder-length auburn hair fanned across the pillow underneath her head. Her lips were paused in a mean line and I couldn't stop myself from slightly caressing her glossy hair. It felt so soft under my touch. As usual, the few stubborn strands that were out of place and grazing against her face, I pulled them back, to tuck them in place. My gaze roved her face, fixating more on how her long natural lashes fanned her eyelids.She truly looked like a fairy. My little fairy, not Marvin’s. Mine.These thoughts brewed deep within me.I couldn’t get the image of how relaxed and unbothered she looked beside him, out of my head. I closed my eyes to sleep but it was all I could think of. The conversation they had, the lies he must have fed her, and
Christina’s POVThe moment I was behind closed doors, the tears slid down my cheeks. I slapped my palms over my face in an attempt to hold back the tears.I’d been so embarrassed by my reaction to his offer that I had to walk away from him. He was allowing me to return to school. It meant so much to me and has given me the hope that my life is not lost. I could still make it work. I could find my path from where I stopped and picked up from where I left.At first when he’d said the words, I couldn’t believe it. I thought it was a prank to rile me up, another one of his games but then I stared into his eyes and I saw he meant them. Until then, I was ready to scold him for trying to play me by suggesting school, rather than an apology for the way he reacted the previous night but then I realized he was serious about it and I didn’t know what to say.All of the pent up anger that had been brewing in me instantly dried up followed by so much joy that I couldn’t contain. I don’t care if th
Christina’s POVA smile lit up my face on seeing him and I pulled my arm out of Abby’s hold to embrace him warmly.“Hi…” I drawled, still smiling when we pulled apart. “What are you doing here?” My gaze swept over him, to take in the three-piece suit he had on. He obviously couldn’t be a student here.“What? You think I can’t be a student?” He feigned annoyance, but I swatted his chest and we both laughed.“Try another lie,”“I came to see a friend and decided to get lunch before I leave but now that I think about it, it seems the universe wanted me to meet you,” He winked at me, and I was about to respond but then I heard a throat clearing behind me and I suddenly remembered Abby.“Oh, I’m so sorry,” I turned to face her with an apologetic smile etched on my face. She smiled at me and I held her hand, ready to introduce her to Marvin. “Marvin, meet my friend, Abby, and Abby, this is Marvin Reid, Scott’s brother,”For a nanosecond, Abby’s cheerful smile slid off her face, like she cou
Christina’s POVI was still trying to gather my thoughts when he said the words again, in a clearer and louder tone. At first, I was shocked. If he was asking about Marvin then he must be aware that we met today but how did he know?I didn’t have to think for long before it came to me. Dexter, he must have told him. A wave of annoyance hit me that apart from being a personal bodyguard that I didn’t request, thereby drawing unnecessary attention to me, he was taking it too far by spying on me for Scott. When I didn’t respond, he rose to his feet and took a step forward, with a hardened expression etched on his face.“You want him,” this time, it was more of a bitter conclusion, than a question.A frown marred my face, and I tried to understand what he was getting at. I hadn’t forgotten his little tantrum the first time I met Marvin. But this? It was so out of it. I had no idea what he was getting at, or what gave him the impression that I was after his half-brother or that I may have f
Christina’s POVFor the rest of the evening, after my infuriating encounter with Scott, I remained in my bedroom, not wishing to see his face or even come across any of his workers, most especially Dexter. My heart was still heavy from how easily he’d stolen my happiness by putting me under house arrest but I should have known him by now. It wasn’t far-fetched that he’d take such drastic actions, knowing fully well that I depended on him. He wanted to control me by all means and from the very beginning I should have known that he wasn’t trying to be nice to me just to make me comfortable. It was all part of his ploy to have me under his control when he realized he couldn’t get me to fall to his will with strict orders. He decided to act nice, to lure me into it but I should be happy that I realized the truth before it was too late.Scott was a businessman and will always be one. He’d only do the things that would favor him, even if it meant putting on a facade for a while. He played m
Christina’s POVI stood by the shelves, staring at all of my favorite books one last time. My heart was heavy with sadness but I didn’t let it affect my decision. I needed to regain control of my life, and it starts with what I’m about to do. I was tired of allowing Scott to push me around. My pride wouldn’t let me submit to a man who has no regards for me. I stepped closer to the shelves, allowing my fingers to trace the books, copy after copy, as I moved along, until the end. Then my eyes landed on one of them that I hadn’t read. One that I’ve been longing to read for a long time now, and when I saw it on the shelves the very first day Scott had it installed, I was so excited to have a personal copy of my own, but sadly, I wouldn’t be able to read it now. My emotions moved me to reach for it and I did, unable to hold myself. My eyes danced around the cover and I turned it around, allowing myself the pleasure of reading just the synopsis but before I was done, a knock sounded on the
Christina’s POV“W-what?” I rubbed at my eyes, a yawn escaping my lips as I was still at a loss of what was happening.“Don’t you dare play dumb with me, Christina. Why are your books in my bedroom, and the gadgets? What is this all about?”My hand that had been on my eyes dropped and a small frown marred my face. For a minute, I looked past him to my empty desk and then to the shelves but then reality suddenly crashed into me as I recalled I’d been patiently waiting for this moment before the comforting arms of sleep grabbed me.“Oh, that…” I finally responded, drawing in a deep breath. My eyes returned to him and I saw the anger on his face but I ignored it, responding with a dismissive tone. “I only returned the borrowed items,”I saw the moment his gaze darkened, and his heated eyes burned intently into mine, a vein ticking on his forehead but I made no move to cower under his gaze or try to explain further. When he realized he wasn’t getting anything out of me, he spoke.“And wha
Scott’s POV My eyes raked over her scantily dressed body and for a moment, it almost seemed like a dream. With her robe pooled at her feet, she stood before her in her flimsy red lacy thong that left nothing to the imagination. My hungry eyes slowly moved from her feet to her thighs, tracing every inch of her sensual curves, up to her torso until they finally landed on her perky breaks. Although the room was dimly lit, my eyes could make out the tiny pale pink nipples, begging for attention and my mouth watered. My gaze was riveted on them, not wanting to move and I found myself licking my lips, unable to hold off the hunger that was brewing deep within me. Still, I forced my eyes to proceed until they finally landed on hers, locking on those deep pools of brown that held nothing but calmness and uncertainty. It wasn’t the expression I hoped to see, but it showed that something was off. If she gathered the nerves to do this, why was she uncertain? When I remained quiet, with my eyes