All Chapters of Sweet Revenge: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Desmond and I had a wonderful sleep after making love for the third time last night. We were both exhausted but at the same time happy, at least the truth filled the holes in our hearts. I was just staring at him while he was still sleeping peacefully. A gentle snore could be heard in between his breathing. He was lying on one side facing me, his hand wrapped around my waist. I was also facing him my index was itching to poke his nose. But he was sleeping like a baby and it would be a crime to wake him up. I examined his features instead.He was the same Desmond I fell in love with when I was 15. The only difference was the scar on his face but it couldn't be recognizable if you wouldn't stare at it deeply. Then I remembered, dad hit him with a whip on the face the last time we had seen each other in the mansion.What about his back I asked myself. I didn't see his back last night and now I was itching to take a peek. I twitched my lip at that thought. When he groaned I immediately cl

Amy Leah POV..I had no idea what to say after everything that happened today. Aside from my body, my mind and my soul were also drained. I plopped myself into my bed and stared at the ceiling blankly."Good and bad sh*t happens!" I murmured referring to Warren and Guinevere's situation. But I was also relieved that Desmond and I were back together.My little musing was cut off when someone knocked on my door and my man's handsome face came into the small view."A penny for your thoughts?" he asked, smiling radially.I spread my hands in the air while lying down asking him to hug me and he ambled to my side fulfilling my wish, plus a heart-throbbing kiss as a bonus."Aren't you hungry? I told Donna to prepare your favorite!" he uttered after."Hmm!" I shook my head and just buried my face in his broad chest. He was now in a suit and ready to go to the company. "Can you stay? Don't go to work today!" I wrapped my hands tightly around his waist."Sweetheart, I want to but I can't. I p

Desmond POV..Gwenny sneered down her nose and gazed intently at me. I clamped my mouth with my fist while I let out a fake cough and glanced at my friend to avoid Guinevere's withering stare."You're here. How's your hrmmm nose?" I asked after when she pressed my shoulder, a warning that I mustn't have sneezed at."Fine now. Can we talk in private?" when I glance at her, I saw that she took a swift glimpse at Adam before averting her sharp stare at me."Okay but wait!" my words were interrupted when my phone inside my suit pocket rang. "I have to answer this!" I told them and turned around to take Martin's call. He would not bother me if it wasn't important."Martin!" I whispered. The two were eyeing me."Desmond, Finalmente ho incontrato tua moglie e il suo amico imbecille!" to say I was stupefied would be the right term to describe my expression now."Des, is there something wrong?" Guinevere nudged my sudden stillness."Hey, CEO Kelly. Thank goodness for that. Sure, let's meet t

"Impossible!" Adam grunted. "I was a spy for a year before we took down that gang. I've never heard that name before!"Martin just scoffed at him. "Have you seen a skinny man serving food and coffee when you're disguised as one of them?"I shifted my stare back at Adam and noticed he was thinking about it. Then his eyes sparked into a rage as he punched the air with his fist, regretting or scolding himself."His face has changed. Are you telling us that he ~""Did a surgery, of course. He honed his skills till he improved his muscles and brain. He was not an ordinary man like what he showed to you when you met him. That was just his facades!""Damn it!" Adam was pissed off. "You've met him twice!" he was talking to me. "Didn't you notice that?" and smirked, taunting my tiny error."I say I was rather preoccupied with avenging my wife so I missed seeing that part!" defensive to answer, these two just chuckled at my id*otic reason. "What?! What kind of a spy are you when you missed the

Amy Leah POV.."Okay! Spill out!" Kota didn't stop interrogating me about Desmond's friend. "How did your handsome husband become a friend of that asshole?""Correction. He's also gorgeous! Don't deny it!" I rebutted swaying my index in front of her. We were inside the movie house waiting for the horror movie to start."Oh! C'mon. He's not my type, okay!" she waved her hand at me objecting to my observation. "Okay! His emerald eyes are catchy. That's all!" she shrugged her shoulders off and glanced at the screen.I was about to drink my cola when she spoke again. "You didn't answer my question yet. How did Desmond know him?" she was now shaking my shoulders."I don't know the exact story but they met in Italy five years ago!" I answered back putting her curiosity to rest. She just nodded at my response. I glanced around taking a look at the whole cinema, I could say a lot of people loved to see the movie of the year. Although it was not seasoned for it was a horror one, that's proba