All Chapters of Paint My World Red: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

(Red’s POV)It was entirely logical for me to feel sexually attracted to Aya; that was what I felt the first time I saw her sitting in the study room for her interview. Hiring her was a mistake, but firing her made me insane. I proposed to her not because she was my only choice but because something about her fascinated me, and her saying yes intrigued me more.I knew she had the piece of my heart the first time we met, but I was a coward to admit it to her because I thought she preferred to be with a woman. It was not difficult to love a woman like her, and I was willing to do everything to make her heart forget about her painful past.I was not expecting this to happen, kissing and touching Aya. This was like a dream, having her in my arms, hearing her moan my name many times, whimpering and shivering her body with my touch and kisses.This was embarrassing to admit, but I had never done it with Scarlett before, as she did not like me kissing her on her private part. With Aya, I fel

(Aya’s POV)I stared blankly at the garden, missing the sun's golden color bringing color to my surroundings as it rose in the sky. The truth? I didn’t know why I was here, but after making love with Red many times, I took the opportunity to hide here when Liam called because of an urgent issue. He assured me it was not related to work but something private that needed to be addressed immediately. Whatever it was, it must be serious because he had missed breakfast and was still in his office.“Aren’t you going to answer that?” Red asked, startling me. He chuckled, took my phone, and sat beside me. “This could be important, Aya.”“This is your fault. You took my sanity away,” I joked, glancing at the screen and thinking about who owned the number.“Should I go?” He asked, pointing to the door going to the dining room.I shook my head and held his hand. “Hello -” My forehead furrowed, hearing noises from the background.“Aya, Uncle Dannie here,” he answered.“Uncle Dannie?” My eyebrows

(Aya’s POV)The worst thing about being in this state of feeling, I wanted to see and be with Red all the time, but I only saw him when I offered to bring his coffee and the cake I baked for him. He was on a video conference when I came in, so Cora had to take the tray from me and place it on the coffee table near the couch. My plan of seducing him didn’t happen.Being in love sucked!I usually took my semestral break as a chance for me to get more part-time jobs, but since the day I became a Mrs. Carlington, I focused on my full-time job.A mother.A wife.The wife part was another work in progress because Red had to go on a business trip last week, and the honeymoon came in later.I heaved a sigh as I walked the long hallway, thinking of Ariana, whom I had not seen much. It was quite different when she was not around, and I hate to admit that even if she constantly bugged me about my wardrobe, I missed her company.“Aya!” Leslie waved her hand, smiling excitedly as if we had not see

(Red’s POV)“Daddy, where’s the beach?” Sapphire asked, raising her head to look at me. In her other hand was a toy bucket filled with silicone sand molds.“Beach?” My eyebrows knitted as I turned my head, finding Ariana.Like my daughter, my sister looked disappointed to see that Sherrilyn’s mansion was in the middle of a private residential area. Her arms crossed over her chest as she whispered to Leslie and Addie. Violet walked toward the porch and waited for someone to open the door. Sherrilyn was home and was ecstatic about our surprise visit, but now I wondered why it was taking her maid minutes to open the main entrance.“I told you there’s no beach here,” she rolled her eyes. “But there’s one nearby … I think,” she pursed her lips as she looked at me, confirming her thought.Violet was only four years old when we last visited here, and the beach resort she remembered was one-hour away from this place. Visiting Sherrilyn didn’t happen regularly, not because I didn’t want us to

(Aya’s POV)A month ago, going on vacation like this was my dream. I imagined myself boring my feet on the powdery sand of the beach or lying on it as I let my body be kissed by the waves on the shore. Addie and I would usually talk about watching the sunset, camping on the beach, stargazing, and waiting for the sunrise.With Leslie’s salary and her income from her business, it was possible to reach that dream, but instead of spending on a little treat for themselves, they would save the money on rainy days, not for them, but for Katie and me.Last night at our dinner, Sherrilyn sadly announced to her grandchildren that she had an urgent business trip the next day and would try to be back on Friday morning or evening. I thought this would make Violet and Green sad, but they excitedly asked Red if we could go to the Sunny Horizon Resort early, hoping to catch the sunrise at around six in the morning.I could not guess whether it was the sugar rush or the excitement of going to the beac