All Chapters of His Steel Princess (His Broken Princess #2): Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

They say a way to man’s heart is through stomach. What about women, how do you get to their heart? ~ A. Gupta .VIOLET A Week Later... “You have to stop doing that.” I said, keeping my voice devoid of any emotion even though a part of me revolted at the thought of him not being here the first thing I see in the morning. -Since that day a week ago, Cole had been appearing on my doorstep with a new bouquet of flowers in his hand. And it wasn’t just the flowers, to my utter surprise after that impromptu kiss, that I might or might not have played a million times in my mind, when I had woken up the next day I had found him still in the hallway outside my door. He was sleeping with his back against the wall, one knee bent on which he rested his arm and head. Looking like the man stepped out of a medieval era, waiting for his lover to come and meet him. I had stood there, watching him, almost lost and contented to just watch him. And now I have half done painting waiting to be complete

Desiderium : An ardent desire or longing.COLE I THINK I underestimated my princess. And now I was paying for it. It was already taking a fucking toll on me to sleep in a sitting position outside her apartment and today of all day was the worst. There was a raging headache I had woken up with and my back was fucked up along with the muscles in my neck. And it wasn’t only that, I could deal with the pain but I think it was my body trying to tell me to stop before it gets any worse than it already was. I was clammy and was having a hard time to keep my eyes open, I was pretty sure I was running a fever but I didn’t let it show in front of my princess while I sat there and enjoyed the pasta she made. It was a bit salty and my tongue might still be complaining about the spiciness of it but all that mattered was that she made it. At least at the end of our, not expected brunch— courtesy of Daisy, I definitely owe her one, I got to explain a little bit about myself albeit the fact that she

I still want you, I do. But with every beat my heart reminds me of the pain you caused it. ~ A. Gupta.VIOLETTHE Doctor looked at Cole, who had somehow turned paler than before and turned to me as he said, “He needs to get out of these wet clothes.”Eyes wide, I looked at the doctor then turned to Mad who shrugged at me and said, “I guess fever and wet clothes doesn’t pair together.” I licked my dry lips and blinked at him. He nudged me toward my bed and said, “The doctor will help you. I’ll take out the soup Bree sent for him.” And then he left me.The doctor looked at me expectantly and I swallowed before giving a determined nod to myself. Of course, I can do it. I have seen him nakéd before. It wasn’t like I didn't know how mouth-watering his body was. Shît. Vi, get a grip. You can’t lust after a man who’s lying sick in your bed. He is in my bed! I closed my eyes, I think I will need another appointment with my therapist and ask her if it was really necessary to talk to myself be

The heart is not commanded.VIOLETI Woke up in the bed, tucked under the covers and it took me a minute or two to realize what was odd about it and why it didn’t feel right to be alone in my own bed. Because someone else was supposed to be here. For a few seconds panic gripped me hard and made my chest constrict as old hurt rushed back with a vengeance, thrusting me back to that day two years ago.I gasped in a lungful of air to calm myself when I heard the shower in the bathroom and when the memories from last night came rushing back. He was here. He wasn’t gone. I looked at the small alarm clock to see it was only three in the morning, stifling a yawn I climbed out of the bed and walked the small distance to my bathroom. As the door was already half open, I didn’t think twice before pushing it wide and stepping inside. I should’ve thought about it, though, I realised belatedly when I came face to face with his nakéd back and then he turned around in all his sculpted, muscled, glory

It's strange how you could spend years with someone and think that you know everything about them, but there'll come a time or something will happen to make you question if you truly knew them at all. ~ A. Gupta.VIOLET“Damn. Is it just me or did he really get hotter than before?” Daisy nudged my side as we came out of the small play school where she was a teacher and I weekly volunteered for the recreational activities for the kids.I followed her gaze to find Cole standing across the street leaning against a car I haven't seen before with his hands in the pockets of his black slacks and a black button down shirt like he had just stepped out of his skyscraper office for lunch. I blinked the image of him sitting in a chair behind a desk and commanding every one in sight, I didn't know how and why that thought entered my mind but it was one that had me feeling oddly warm. I couldn't see his eyes as they were hiding behind the dark sunglasses he was wearing but I felt the weight of h