I felt warm water run down my body and shivered despite myself."You can raise your hands to keep the water from touching your wrists," Soren reminded me.His voice was lower than usual.I turned away. It made the situation feel a little less embarrassing.He began scrubbing my back with soap, his warm, thick palms moving slowly and thoroughly. His touch was careful, almost reverent.I could tell Soren was holding himself back. That restraint, paradoxically, made my heart race. For a fleeting moment, desire surged through me. I actually wanted to turn around and press myself against him.I wanted it to happen.But before I could summon the courage, the water stopped. Then I heard him croak, "It's done. I'll wipe you clean with a towel now."I shivered again as a soft towel settled over my body.I turned to face him and whispered, "Thank you.""How are your wrists? Do they hurt?""A little, but I can tolerate it."The pain in my wrists prickled like a comb of fine needles, b
The only difference now was that Soren was my boyfriend.The question I'd been holding onto resurfaced. "Why are you so good at taking care of people? It almost feels like you've had practice."Soren smiled while smoothing healing cream onto my injuries. "Are you wondering if I picked up this skill from my last relationship?""That's not what I was thinking," I said.He had told me before that his time with his ex had been brief and shallow. I doubted he'd had any reason to care for her the way he did for me.Soren blew lightly on the cream. "You don't need experience to know how to care for someone. We're adults. We should already know what to do—or at least what not to do. The real question is whether we want to. It has nothing to do with technique. Sincerity is all it takes."Again, I was caught off guard by how plain and heartfelt his answer was. But he was right. How hard could it be to care for someone? All it really took was the will to do it.He wanted to care for me, so
It all happened so suddenly, yet it felt right.I knew women were traditionally expected to be less proactive, but I wasn't going to let this moment slip away.What if something happened once we returned home? What if we couldn't be together? I just wanted to let go for once and ride high on these emotions. I wanted to shed my restraint for once.Soren fought to hold himself back, his face flushed with the effort. His eyes betrayed his struggle. "Tay, but your injuries—""They aren't stopping me," I insisted.I wasn't going to use my hands, anyway.I leaned in for another kiss, but he stopped me again. "Tay, are you sure you want to do this? This could be your trauma from earlier talking. That would make your consent… muddled—"I breathed, my arms clinging to his shoulders. "I know what I'm doing, Soren. I am well aware." I knew Soren would hesitate. He was too much of a gentleman to take advantage of me, even if I sent mixed signals. But being rejected by your boyfriend aft
After what we'd done, Soren suddenly found it easy to help me shower.I was the one who couldn't bear to look at him, my mind replaying everything that had happened earlier.I knew it had been too short. It couldn't have satisfied him, could it? But he knew my wrists were hurting. It was my first time, and I still had work the next day. Thus, he went back to being Gentleman Soren.It was only when I was drifting off to sleep, his warm breath brushing past my ear, that I heard him whisper in a low, gravelly voice, "I'll let you off the hook this time. Wait until we're back home. You'll see how I make you pay me back with interest."My body melted into the bed.-I was still feeling shy the next morning. I barely spoke.Meanwhile, Soren was in a great mood. Every time he looked at me, his face lit up with a doting smile.I tried my best to appear calm, though my heart was racing.My wrists were still swollen from the night before. They looked worse than they felt.After he appl
Soren was watching the show when she asked him, so he didn't understand her at first.I gritted my teeth. "Jean!"She leaned closer and examined my neck, her eyes narrowing. "Whoa, you were really going wild, weren't you? I can see a hickey on your collarbone!"Soren finally caught on. His lips curled into a sheepish smile while Jean laughed, her body shaking with amusement. She was clearly enjoying that she had nailed it.-Much later, I asked Jean how she'd figured it out.She sneered. "It was the look you were wearing. It was like a little vixen who'd discovered her power. Besides, the way you two are together is so different. Every time he looks at you, I can tell he is reminiscing about some special moments."-During the noon break, Soren received a call.Edward had been repatriated to Metropolis, and news of the investigations into the Kennedys had just broken.Almost immediately, my phone began buzzing with calls from unknown numbers. After accidentally answering two,
Soren hugged me and gently patted my back, trying to comfort me into sleep.Grogginess clouded my mind. Was it pure exhaustion or just the alcohol? I had no idea. But at least I was quiet now.When I finally started to stir, I felt lights flashing and ducking away from me. I lifted my head and realized Soren was carrying me in a bridal hold, my head resting on his shoulder.His profile was breathtaking—seriously the most handsome thing I'd ever seen.His jaw? Chiseled.His Adam's apple? Sharp.His ears? Sculpted.I couldn't help but giggle."You're up already? What's so funny?" he asked, glancing down at me."I must be dreaming," I muttered, brushing my cheek against his shoulder."You're sleep talking?""Oh, I must be. Every time I drink too much, all I dream of is you. And the things I want to do to you… If only I could do them in real life…"Soren's heartbeat sped up. I could hear it thudding against his chest."What do you want to do to me?" he asked."I want you insi
"There will be some really bad press waiting for you when you get back to Metropolis, dear. Please be prepared," my aunt warned."I know. But I'll come visit you and Grandma the day after tomorrow!""Don't push yourself too hard, sweetie. Grandma knows you've been busy with work. She'd rather you get some rest first.""Thanks, Aunt Sarah. Bye."I turned to Soren and sighed. "The Kennedys must have known you were behind this investigation and that you were doing it for me."Soren played with my fingers as I spoke, prompting me to pull my hand away from his and clap him on the back. "Did you hear me?""I did. Don't worry. Everything's going according to plan. Besides, I wasn't the one who wanted to investigate them. The government did that because they broke the law."I'm just an upstanding citizen who reported potential corruption and crime, as any citizen should. I didn't do anything wrong," he replied cheerfully.I knew he was right, but the Kennedys were nothing if not a pack
The house was so vast it made me feel small and isolated. A sense of unease crept in, and before long, I felt a surge of fear.Thankfully, they soon sent Bullet with a delicious dinner. "Mr. Kenway wanted you to have this without him.""Alright. Thank you."I returned to the dining room and sat down to eat with Bullet.There was still much to do. I had things from last year to settle, plans for the future to make—just a lot of tasks ahead.I quickly finished my meal, booted up my laptop, and got to work.While the flight had been long, I'd had Soren's company and the comfort of first-class seating. It had actually been quite relaxing. I'd also managed to nap on the way to the villa, so despite the late hour, I was still alert. Jetlag and the nap had worked wonders.-It was past 1:00 a.m., and still, there was no sign of Soren.Anxiety began to set in. Was something wrong at the Kenways'?I washed up and lay down on the bed, grabbing a random book to distract myself.By 2:00
"So what? It's always couples' intimacy hour everywhere," Soren replied with a grin, leaning in for a kiss.I turned away. "You reek of alcohol!"He sniffed himself, clearly thinking he smelled bad, too. I expected him to ignore it and keep going, but instead, he pulled me upright. "Let's go. To the showers!"I guessed he was worried that our first time after two years would be ruined by bad breath and stench.He tried to lift me into his arms, but I was concerned he might be too tipsy. We had a playful struggle before he finally scooped me up in a bridal carry."I told you. I'm not drunk!" he insisted.I realized there was no escaping him today, so I reminded him, "Our son is still at the hospital, Soren. With Aunt Sarah.""Mm-hmm. Once his mommy and daddy love each other very much, he'll see us.""Soren! Be serious!""Loving my wife is the most serious thing there is."-Two months later, my grandmother passed away peacefully in her sleep. Soren and I had only just woken u
I got up and shot Soren a glance. "You guys must have been worried about him over these two years. Thank you for taking care of him.""Why, you're welcome," Richard replied with exaggerated pomp. "He didn't torment us, actually. He took it out on his subordinates. He worked like a machine, and everyone under him had to do the same. You should really thank his employees the most!"A pang shot through me as I looked at Soren. I'd heard about this from Jean, but hearing it again from his close friends only deepened that painful regret.I thought I'd been kind, but it was likely the cruelest thing I'd ever done to him. And yet, he held no blame against me and still loved me.It moved me. I filled both our glasses to the brim.Soren looked baffled. "What are you doing? They didn't specifically want to make you drink—""A toast to our relationship, my love," I said, passing him his glass.Soren froze, clearly not expecting this from me.The crowd, though, had already erupted into che
Being with Soren felt like a walk in the sunniest, coolest spring. He told me he loved me, and that made me his equal.Know what? It made me feel confident all of a sudden.We locked eyes for a long time before I pulled away."I… I'm basically unemployed right now," I muttered.I was about to launch a new business, but my grandmother's illness and my son's age forced me to set everything aside again."It wasn't easy raising a child alone, Tay, so don't put so much pressure on yourself. Besides, with your skills, it's only a matter of time before your career takes off again."I beamed. "You really think so? That's a lot of confidence, dude.""Of course I do." He held my hands. "Starting a business takes time and energy, so how about you move in with me? I'll raise our son while you focus on what you want to do."I laughed. "Oh God, was that the whole point of this talk from the start?"Soren laughed as well, his handsome face relaxing. "Well, now that we're getting married, whe
Soren smiled. "No need to doubt. That was one of my ulterior motives."So he wanted me to agree to our marriage because he wanted sex?!I stared at him, unmoving."Come on, I'm sending you both up," he said, his driver's presence making things awkward.Soren took the baby from my arms and strode inside.In the elevator, he stared at me without blinking.I grew self-conscious. "What?""Nothing. I just wanted to look at you, not missing a single detail," Soren replied matter-of-factly. "I hadn't dared do that before we started talking again because I was afraid you might be upset."I felt even more embarrassed.He set Silas in the cot, then turned to me and walked away.It was too late. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me into his chest. I saw his face loom over mine and cried out, "Don't do this, Soren! This is Amanda's place!"His reason and restraint were still functioning, turning his kiss into a brief peck."When will you move to my villa?" he breathed."N
I knew what had happened to me. I knew what two years had done to my face. A woman aged much faster when she had a child, after all.Celebrities looked the way they did because they didn't bear the weight of child-rearing. They had the money to pamper their faces and dedicate themselves to rigorous exercise routines.I had raised my son on my own. I had help when I needed it most, but most of the time, it was just me."So, you don't think I've grown older and uglier?" I muttered.Soren laughed."Oh, I do!" he teased. "But you're the mother of my son.""What does that mean?! And you said you weren't pitying me!"He laughed again—this time, affectionately. "I was joking. I don't think you're any less than who you were back then. I actually wish you'd grow older, too. That way, only I remain by your side."I couldn't come up with a response to something so ridiculous."Do you need me to throw a grand, elaborate proposal to finally convince you I'm serious about wanting to spend t
"It's the way he looks at you. His eyes look suspicious!"Suspicious, my ass. Jamie was so far away from him by now that there was no way Soren could see anything in Jamie's "eyes."I sneered. "Don't be daft. He's got a girlfriend now." "Oh, really?""Yes, really. Can we go now?"My old colleagues had been staring at us, and I really didn't want to become the subject of their gossip. I just wanted to leave.Soren finally told the driver to go.Silas had probably exhausted himself from crying. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep in my arms.Soren stretched his arms out. "Let me.""I'm fine. It's okay for him to sleep like this. My arms are fine," I replied.I didn't want to give him an excuse to enter Amanda's residence with me again. I was only here temporarily, and I certainly didn't want things to get... steamy and intimate at her place. Besides, I didn't want to be steamy with him, period.Soren withdrew his arms sheepishly and snickered to himself.Annoyed, and
"Hello?""When are you coming back?" Soren asked in a low voice.I stood and left the lively private room. "I'm having lunch with some old colleagues. What's up?""Wow. So while I was trying to handle our son, you went out to have fun," he whined.Please. He wanted Silas with him—he was just being dramatic.The wine gave me enough courage to respond, "Weren't you the one complaining about missing out on your son's childhood? I'm just being considerate.""Fine. Where are you? I'll bring Silas to you. He wants his mom now—no one here can calm him down," he replied.Just as I had expected.I figured lunch was nearing its end anyway, so I gave him the address. "Call me when you arrive. I'll meet you at the entrance.""Got it."I returned to the room and quietly told Amanda, "I have to leave soon. You guys go ahead."She checked her phone. "Nah, we should all start packing up. We still have to work this afternoon!""Oh, right."I paid for our meal while the others chatted.Whe
The company had seen some new hires, but many were familiar faces.Case in point: Cherry Birkin. Now Amanda's assistant and principal secretary, she was ecstatic to see me."Tay-Tay! You're back!" she cried, rushing over to grab my arms. "It really is you! I'm so glad you came to see us. After disappearing for two years, I honestly thought you'd never come back!"Amanda, who had been the one to welcome me, stood beside me, smiling. "See? Your old colleagues have been complaining about you being heartless.""Aww, I'm sorry for being gone so long! How about this? Lunch is on me! Cherry, gather the old crew and invite them over!""You got it!" she replied eagerly.I stepped into Amanda's office—the same one where I used to work.A lot had changed in the interior, but everything felt warm and welcoming. The company was thriving under her and Jamie's leadership.There was a knock at the door. I turned to see the man himself."So, you really are back, Taylor," he said with a grin. "
I was irritated. If I were being generous, I'd say Soren was being proactive. If I were being honest, though, I'd call it disrespectful—he was undermining my agency!"I haven't even agreed to this yet!" I snapped, straightening my back and glaring at him as the seniors watched. "Who gave you the right to make decisions for me?!"Soren barely reacted. "You overthink everything. You hesitate more than you need to, so I thought... why not just ask your grandmother and aunt?"Turning to Sarah, he added, "What do you think, Aunt Sarah? Do you approve of us being together?"Sarah blinked, stunned, then shot a quick glance at my grandmother. My grandmother raised her hand, as though she had something to say. I leaned in immediately. "I'm listening, Grandma..."She took a deep breath, grasped my hand, and said, her voice raspy, "I can tell… Ren really loves you… You have a child now… It's good for you two to just get married."She paused, then added, "That way, I… can finally let go...