The situation was progressing very wildly. Calista had been caught off guard by his question. "Touch … Touch what?"Her body was far more honest than what she was expressing through speech. Her hand had lifted on reflex as she asked the question.Without waiting for her to make a move, Lucian leaned in and pressed his lips against the woman's forehead before gradually moving downward. The warm sensation against her skin felt like a dragonfly gently flying across the water. The heater had been turned up a little high. The room didn't feel cold even without a blanket.Lucian kissed her on her lips. The woman was soft and warm. Every breath she exhaled brushed against his face, leaving behind warm condensation that immediately cooled. The sensation made him tighten his hold on her arms. Calista belonged to him. He had been in love with her for 11 years. And now, she finally belonged to no one else but him.She would be known as Mrs. Northwood, the Madam, or the president's wife.
The next day, Calista's biological clock woke her up from her deep sleep. Her arms felt so weak that she almost couldn't lift them. The moment she opened her eyes, she was greeted by Lucian's flawlessly handsome face still relaxed with slumber. The memories of what happened the night before instantly pierced through her hazy thoughts. She quickly recalled how this scumbag had cruelly tormented her.Calista's expression darkened. She kicked the still sleeping Lucian who was clinging onto her with one swift motion.The man had been kicked awake. He opened his eyes to find Calista hurrying into the bathroom. He touched his aching hips, courtesy of her kick, and couldn't help but smile. He habitually fished for his wristwatch placed by the bedside table and realized it was time to get up. So, he got out of bed after peeling off the covers.While Calista was baring her teeth at him for the suffering he made her endure, Lucian was in high spirits and refreshed from having eaten his
Calista paused and scanned her surroundings. She couldn't find Lucian in the crowd. "We're still at the gallery we were just at."They were meticulous when studying the pieces and had only got through three exhibits in half an hour. They were barely 60 feet away from where they had just been when he left. Their large numbers and distinctive features should've stood out against the sea of foreign faces.Lucian's breaths grew heavier but his voice softened."Can you send me your location? I had to go take a call. So, I went a little too far out. I can't find my way back."His voice was naturally deep and magnetic. The soft tones made him sound even more doting. Calista teased him while sending him their location."I didn't know you were so directionally challenged, Mr. Northwood.""I'm not very good with foreign architecture. I often couldn't find my way to class when I was studying abroad.""Do you remember which gallery we were in just now?"Calista's tone was lighthearted.
Calista fell silent. She was just about to hang up when she heard Timothy's voice in the background."It's time for dinner, Yaya."She had a few run-ins with Timothy. As far as she could remember, he was someone who always maintained a distant and indifferent attitude. She had never heard him sound so gentle.Yara immediately knew Calista had gotten the wrong idea when she saw the look on her face. The former pulled the latter's attention back to her."He's calling for the dog, not me. Stop it with that stupid look on your face.""You call the dog Timothy Howard and Mr. Howard calls it Yaya. Is the dog part of your play? What hardcore stuff have you been getting into?""It's a long story. I'll tell you the details the next time we meet."Thinking about the reason behind naming the dog Timothy Howard riled her up. Even her mother referred to her as Yaya now. She thought she was calling for the dog.Yara glanced at Timothy who had bent over to pour out some dog food. His shirt an
Timothy fell silent. When he and Yara first met, he was Lucian's attorney. He simply followed orders. He hadn't even remembered who she was then. Her claims of him trying to sue her were his attempts at teasing her. If he truly wanted to take her to court, she would've already been behind bars putting cardboard boxes together.He hadn't expected his jests to now be weapons pointed at him. It was as they say, "what goes around comes around". It was time for him to repent.If he had known that he would fall in love with her, he would've taken it a little more seriously when he realized that she didn't take to teasing very well."Is that all?" Timothy asked."That's not all. Being with someone like you …" With how discriminatory she sounded, she quickly tried to explain herself. "Your job. It's tiring to be dating someone with a job like yours. It's fine if everything is smooth sailing. But, what if something happens? What happens if we want to get a divorce? It would be such a trou
Lucian snapped back to his senses. "What's wrong?"Calista stared at him with lips tightly pursed."I've been trying to get your attention. But, you didn't respond.""Sorry."The man hung his head. He subconsciously tried to massage his temples but remembered that Calista was still watching just as he lifted his hand. So, he abruptly stopped."I didn't sleep well last night. I'm just a little tired."The tired look in his eyes and his hoarse voice lent some credence to his words. Calista didn't seem suspicious."You should freshen up and go to sleep.""I will."Lucian was experiencing a slight headache. He was worried that she would notice something if he continued to stick around. So, he got up and went to the bathroom per her suggestion.He wanted to take a bath to relieve his discomfort. But, they were at a budget hotel with no bathtubs. Even if it did, he wouldn't want to use a communal one.The place he bought was a little far from the hotel. It would take them two ho
Lucian asked a passerby for help. They were an attractive pair. There was no need for them to deliberately pose. As long as the photo wasn't taken at a dead angle, even a picture taken while they were angry would come out decent. The camera clicked, freezing the moment.In the photo, Lucian held Calista from behind. He lowered his gaze to look at her. With the way he fixated on her, it was as if she was his entire world. His sharp features seemed to soften in the warm lighting. There was undisguised affection in his eyes.Lucian took his phone and thanked the person in Lusposian. The person said something in return. But, Calista didn't catch it. But even if she did, she wouldn't have understood a word."What did he say?"She looked down to go through the photos. The man had helped take several photos. The background of one of them was blurred, turning the neon lights into a dazzling display of fireworks. There was a warm yellow hue reflected in her eyes."He said you're beau
The dizziness hit Lucian like a truck and was accompanied by a sharp ringing in his ears. But, it went away as quickly as it came. He hadn't fainted.His brows were tightly furrowed. Although he was now back on alert, his headache persisted. He instinctively raised his hand to massage his temples but realized that someone was holding onto his arm.The one steadying him was Cailyn. She frowned and looked at him seriously."Are your symptoms worsening, Mr. Northwood? You should've gone in for a reexamination yesterday. Dragging it out will only make things worse."After thanking her, Lucian extracted his arm from her grasp."It's fine."But, he wasn't convincing anyone with how pale he had gotten. His brows were tightly furrowed and his eyes were bloodshot. He had even found it difficult to hold onto a simple bottle of milk."Look at you. You're probably feeling awful right now. You're likely not going to have a peaceful night's rest either. Let's head to the cafe upstairs so I ca