KHLOEHE was in her heart and he was everywhere and all it took him was a kiss, just that and nothing more.Khloe fluttered her eyes and could see he had vanished into thin making her doubt if he had been there to start with.Was she going insane with just one kiss?Was that all it would take him to bring the wall she had built around herself all through her adult life crashing down like it were made of mere paper?She kissed her teeth in disgust of herself.If Melvin kiss could do this then most certainly his touch would set her on fire and his passion…His passion would send her soul to his hell most certainly, a hell where she would only be consumed by his passion and nit brimstone'sShe closed her eyes as she walked through the woods, she had tried playing back the scene of kiss in her memory back to back and if felt like it was stuck there doomed to live rent free in her head for the rest of her life.Actually, she was starting to see her attraction for Melvin as a curse, a curs

MELVINTHE worst had happened to his heart, he could feel it from way his heart rumbled at the thought of her, he loved the fucking woman and it was the second time in his adult life he was feeling this way, loving with every bit of his heart.The first had been Felicia, she was a devil in a skirt and he was not speaking from a literal point of view. The woman indeed was a devil, one that had left him with his heart all ripped out of his chest while he was still alive breathing.He had always thought what his biggest weakness was, and it had been a question that had been probing his mind right from when he was at a very young age.At first, he had thought he was like others immune to pain and so many others things, he had a thought he had an heart made from stone that should be hard to break down, but life had dealt a serious blow to his and sent it crashing to the ground,life had left him with fact that: Everyone should have an Achilles heel including him now all he could say was t

KHLOE THE wind that blew through the room came with the melancholic sound of the evening, the room fell as Khloe's name was being called over and over again.Far in the core of her subconscious mind she could hear them calling her name but though faintly, she listened as echoes of names came after each other.She fluttered her before opening them, she could see the blurring look on their faces as their voices appeared to be from a distance, murmuring to herself that he won't be the cause of her death she pushed herself up till she was sitting by the edge of the bed.Claire was the first to come to her side, she had a worrisome look on her face that made her question what had happened to her."He said he would be fine." Melvin said, referring to the doctor who just left the room.He thought about asking her what was wrong and why she had fallen so hard, she had sent he never knew existed rattling through his entire body.Khloe looked at him from head to toe, if there was anyone she ha

KHLOE MELVIN was obviously angry with her and she had no idea why, it had all started as a normal day, running through her task as quickly as she could, Lissa was there as well when he walked past them.Definitely, he wouldn't have stopped and she was not expecting him to do so either, but she was expecting to be ignored so coldly as well.The thought of his actions was so embarrassing, it felt like though she and wronged him in a way so she waved it away most probably tagging it to be him waking up at the wrong side of the bed.How would she describe his wrong side,whwn he was a very difficult man to try and understand.She ignored the thought that he was angry even when Lissa tried to bring it up.Khloe had no idea how serious he was ignoring her till later that evening when she came down for dinner with Lissa and Samantha.On a normal day she would have been requested personally to stand by the royal table when it was time to eat but this time nothing of such happened as a matte

MELVIN.He could feel his self-restraint being overstretched making a snapping sound . He could hear the fibers snapping one by one each after another till all left was a bit hanging to his use of common sense until even that last bit hung by a thread.Beside being the one holding the rein of the two horses nothing physical would have stopped him from slipping his hand between her thighs and pushing his fingers inside her till she moaned in pleasure, nothing physical would have stopped him from fucking her with them and letting herroll her hips against his palm until she comes.By that last bit of restraint hanging in a thread held him there holding the reins while riding down the hill to his castle. He had the literal mental picture of a Prince stealing away his bride.He wanted this strange woman so badly enough already he could smell her, taste her. His mouth watered, as a deep wave of lust for the woman and anger at Khloe, he felt a heavy tension rustle through him as he rode