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Chapter 37
“There are other reasons.”
“No, there aren’t,” I replied harshly. He sounded like he knew what he was talking about. “You think I would meet a man I didn’t know because I had free time? I am a writer, Kai, I care about how well I write. It’s just that.”
“What about your other work?” he asked.
“There is no other work. I write full-time. I stay at home, in front of my computer, and drink five to ten cups of tea a day and write all day long.”
He frowned. “Do you enjoy writing?” he asked.
“Why else would I be a writer? It’s not like it pays a lot or that success is guaranteed. I don’t have a given salary each month. I only write because I love to.”
“And what did your boyfriends think about your hiding in your house all day?”
I shrugged. “There haven’t been any.”
His brow shot up immediately. “That… why not?”
“I don’t know. I haven’t met anyone either.”
“Would you give up your daily routine, your hobbies, and
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He was cutting fruit when I walked in. His hands deftly used the knife. In his sleep pants, the contour is his ass looked nice. And he wore no shirt. He looked up when he noticed my presence and smirked when he saw me. “You’re so fucking sexy, you know that?” When this man cursed, it did all sorts of things to me. “I am not sure someone put it as eloquently as you, though,” I teased in reply as I walked to his side to see what he was up to. He chuckled before reaching around and squeezing my ass. I shrieked at the contact and jumped away. I pulled myself onto the marble counter to watch him prepare our breakfast. It was a bad idea to sit on a marble counter without panties on. My bits were frozen at contact. Kai placed an occasional slice of fruit into my mouth and I baited him with little moans here and there to see how he would react in those sleeping pants. I knew I had accomplished my goal when he moved to stand rig
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It was a disaster. “Lilith, this is my mom.” I turned slowly and was met with a casually dressed Emma Rivera, who looked amused. “Mrs. Rivera,” I nodded. I hoped she didn’t know that I had defiled a lot of surfaces in her house. “Mom, this is Lilith Hill… She’s uh…” He searched for words. I wanted to smack him. Did he have to go there? “Kai, I wasn’t born yesterday. You don’t need to tell me anything. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Lilith. Will you be staying with us for the rest of the week?” “No? I will be leaving… shortly.” “Oh. I have to go into the town to… pick up a few things,” she lied. “Why don’t I leave you two to… finish up. And I can come back at lunchtime? Is that okay, Kai?” “Yep. Fine.” Clearly, his mother had made him speechless. “Okay,” she said before turning. “Again. Nice to meet you,” She waved over her shoulder. “Kai, breakfast is still burning. Turn the stove off.” “Right! Sorry!” he yelled a
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How could my life return to normal when I spent the best weekend of my life with a wonderful man who doesn’t even live in the same state as me? How am I supposed to hold on to normalcy when the guy’s family and his job kept him so busy so I am unable to talk to him or visit him at my will? Worst of all? How can I go back to normal when I know I am in love with him? There is no chance, is there? I was stuck between being incredibly happy and irritable. I was happy Ariana was seeing someone new. She was caught up in her own life to realize that something was amiss with me. She hadn’t tried to set me up on any more dates since, and she hadn’t had the conversation with her about not meeting Kai on professional terms. And I waited for Kai to call. Desperately. And he did call. It was about a week after I got home. A week since I last saw him in person. Obviously, I had kept abreast of all the news surrounding him on the internet and
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And like this, months go by. We meet, we spend time together and then we part. One fine Sunday morning, I wake up with my head resting over Kai’s chest and find him gazing down at me. “Good morning, love.” It’s the same way he greeted me the morning before. I could see myself waking up to this greeting forever. His voice was rough with sleep, but his eyes were tender. I thought I saw something in them, something I had never seen a man look at me with. It reminded me of how my dad looked at my mom. “What time is it?” Kai chuckled. “I love the way you talk. All your expressions are laid out on your face,” he commented. My heart thumped because for a moment, I thought he was going to say something else. But this was close enough. “You’re crazy,” I said, hiding my flushed face against his smooth chest because I was positive he could read me like a book. He mimicked me, placing his hands under my arms and lifting me to him.
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He turned to look at her, his eyes cold and unfamiliar. And then he simply turned back. All at once, I was mortified and afraid. I jerked back and looked for my clothes quickly. “Kai? What’s wrong?” He didn’t answer straight away. In fact, we simply sat there as I put on my clothes. It was five minutes before he sighed heavily. All along, my heart hammered against my chest. “There is something I need to tell you.” His voice was cool and clinical, lacking the warmth he usually held for her. “Alright,” I prompted when he became quiet again. “It seems I am engaged.” It took me a couple of minutes to register the words. And when I did, I found myself wondering if they meant something else than what I heard. “Her name is Elora,” he finally said, his back still to me as he spoke. “Her father is a political figure from my father’s side. I am not sure if you have heard about him.” He mentioned the man’s name, He
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The sun poured in through the windows of my bedroom. The rays landed on my body and warmed me. What a poor substitute they were for his arms and the warmth I had felt when I spent time with him. I held the blanket tighter around me, burying my head under it and praying silently that morning hadn’t arrived. That it wasn’t time to face another day. If the nights were long and I could sleep more, I would be blessed with feeling nothing. Maybe I could go back to being the old Lily, the lost who had never lost so miserably in her life. The alarm blared and I sat up straight away. A strange sensation started at the pit of my stomach. It gradually made its way up from my gut, into my chest, and then my throat. All at once, the contents of my stomach threatened to come up the way it went in. I covered my mouth and jumped out of my bed and prayed that I made it to the bathroom. I heaved and every last bit of my food left me. After a couple of minutes, I finally held m
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The unknown number called my cellphone a couple of days later. The tired voice of Kai evaded my ears. I felt a bubble of expectation bloom inside my heart. “Lily, are you okay?” he asked when I didn’t respond. “Yes,” I said in a low voice. “Why did you call?” He was silent for a moment. “Am I not allowed to call you anymore?” I shook my head before belatedly realizing that he couldn’t see my gesture. “No. I thought you didn’t want to talk to me.” I wanted to ask about the woman he was supposed to marry. But I didn’t. “Absolutely not. I am sorry I couldn’t get back to you on time. Lucas told me you called,” he said softly. “I just finished talking to my family and called you immediately.” I shuddered. “Oh.” “Can we meet? We really need to meet,” he insisted. I hummed. “We need to talk about things, Kai,” I told him firmly. I had to tell him. And telling him over the phone was downright degrading. “I understand. I
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He, then, proceeded to push past me into my apartment. I watched with mild horror as the President looked around my room with a small but smug smile on his lips. “I have to say… If Kai really knows you and wanted to meet you, why didn’t he just come over to your place? Why hide you so tightly and sneak you into his room? It seems he doesn’t put in much effort to meet you. What do you think is the reason for that?” he questioned. The seed of doubt had been placed in my mind long ago, and this just made it fester. I willed myself to not let it overtake my rationality. I pushed down the humiliation that seeped through me at his barbed dig. “Please, Mr. President. I need to speak to your son. As you said, it’s a matter of urgency.” His father huffed. “Urgency,” he repeated coolly. “May I ask what is so urgent?” My jaw ticked with frustration. “As I said, it is personal.” “Personal,” his tone was biting. It made the word sound like an obsce
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