All Chapters of The Game Of Chase: Chapter 81 - Chapter 87

"Miss, you should get some rest now. You're sitting here for hours. And your injuries should also be taken care of. Otherwise you can get an infection," said the young nurse as she gave Adrian another visit to check on him.  It was the fourth time she asked me to get myself treated. But nobody, even my family, couldn't move me from here. From beside the man who reigned over my heart.  The man who hasn't opened those electric blue eyes yet. And since I got my consciousness back, without wasting any second, I rushed to his side. They moved him to another room after his operation. My heart clenched as my gaze roamed over his paler than usual features, ruffled hair and limp body. Just his broad chest rose and fell along with his breathing. That was the only thing that told me he was still with me.  With my throat tightening, my eyes burned with tears, I gulped. "I'm not going anywhere. I'm

My lips parted at the sight of him.  The charcoal black tux he donned with a white shirt underneath hugged his broad and powerful upper body perfectly. Black pants, shiny black shoes and a blush pink pocket square, matching my gown, completed his look. With his dark strands combed back neatly, his jaw was clean shaved. My hands itched to touch them. Gosh! A breathless sigh left my lips. My eyes couldn't move away from the Greek god before me.  He looked… sinfully gorgeous.  My poor heart had difficulties to beat normally in his presence. And with that particular intoxicating cologne of his wafting to my nostrils, it just made the butterflies in my tummy crazy. I was so busy drooling at my man that I almost didn't notice how his eyes trailed down my body. Slowly and sensuously.  A shiver ran

As soon as the car came to a halt, the driver was fast to get out and run to the door of Adrian's side.  He pulled the door open. But his employer didn't make any effort to step out. He kept typing his phone at a furious pace, a permanent frown was set on his wide forehead. A sigh left me. Nodding at the awkward driver, signaling him to leave, I turned to my achingly beautiful and infuriating husband. "We are here," I said. No answer.  Not even a glance. "The pilot is waiting for us." Ignored. I rolled my eyes.  He has been in this foul mood since Sinister called and invited us to a very important family event in Russia. And Lilly's being there with her former yet new partner was the main reason behind the stick that stuck up my husband's ass. Lilly shifted to R

As soon as Martha walked out after showing me our room, I was pulled flush against a hard chest. With one of his fists clutching my hair, my face was inches away from his furious one. Even when he was livid, the arm that wrapped around my waist, gripping me tight, was protective. His hold on my hair was gentle. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" he hissed. Electric blue eyes were dark and flaming.  "What am I doing?" I blinked, licking my lower lip. "I just needed rest." His gaze followed the action. With a groan reverberating throughout his chest, he cupped my chin. Giving my lower lip a firm brush, he thrust his thumb in my mouth.  My heart raced down my ribcage as I sucked on his finger, with my hooded eyes set on his. The desire came back to life in my veins. Letting out a grunt, he pressed his mouth against mine. A breathless moan escaped me as I pressed my