All Chapters of One last dance : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Bella's POVHis lips was soft and the kiss felt like magic. Although I was angry with him for kissing me without my permission, it felt good to have his lips on mine. I thought I remembered what it felt like to kiss him, but I didn't. This was a whole new experience.He didn't deepen the kiss. He only held it for a while, probably to get the attention of the public before withdrawing.He looked at me, his expression quite difficult to read."That is how to act like a newly wedded couple, Belle." He said.Turning away from his gaze, I placed by chin on his shoulder and allowed him to continue to sway me to the rhythm of the music. A lot of pictures were taken of us as others in attendance stared, wondering who I was dancing with Christian Martin."You shouldn't do that Christian." I said, keeping my voice low. "You had no right to do that""Don't get ahead of yourself. It was just a kiss. One to show that we are together, nothing more." He reminded me.The music ended and everyone sat

Christian's POV Nothing could beat the expression on Belle's face as I stared at her almost naked body. Her white gown was gone and she was left with her panties on and her breasts bare. I wanted to look away but I couldn't. My gaze travelled down her body and then back to her before I brought myself to turn my eyes away. "You could knock!" She exclaimed when I didn't speak to her. If only she knew that I was trying to find my voice. She still had an amazing body and memories of how I enjoyed touching her began to flood my brain. "Christian!" She called. "You should apologize. Where are your manners?" She asked. I turned to look at her for a moment, controlling my heartbeat and desires before finally finding the urge to speak. "It's just a normal woman body, Belle. I've seen lots of those. And besides we are married. Why do I need to knock in my own bedroom?" I asked and the confusion on her face spread. She opened her mouth in shock, too stunned to speak. I didn't know which of

Belle's POVChristian was staring at me with fire in his eyes. I wondered how long he had been standing there, waiting for me to walk in. It was quite ridiculous.I strolled into the room ignoring his stare and going straight to perform the business of undressing myself for the night."You were not going to give a response so I did in your stead. You should be thanking me." I said to him as I brought out my night wear from the wardrobe.I turned to see if he was going to give me privacy to undress but since he didn't look like he wanted to move, I turned my back to him again."You feel you can speak the way you want now?" He asked, still pissed."I don't get what you are so mad about." I answered. "You told me to play my cards right, to act in love with you and that was exactly what I did."Taking off my dress and not caring if he were staring at me or not, I replaced it with my night dress and turned to see him breathing hard."Your parents asked you a question and you froze. I answe

Christian's POVThe bruise on her neck was just too much to handle. It was as if something had tried strangling her to death.I considered suicide, maybe she wanted to hang herself. Was she tired of it all? Was I that suffocating that she wanted to end it all?But no, Belle was a strong woman. She once joked that nothing would make her kill herself. Her parents, the most important things in her life were dead and she was still standing strong. So no, it definitely wasn't suicide.Then what was it? I didn't know why I was annoyed at it. She stood there, shifting her head away from my touch, trying to make sure I don't see how much damage was done."Who did that to you, Belle?" I asked her again."It's nothing." She replied, taking the hat forcefully away from my hand and replacing it on her head."It definitely doesn't look like nothing." I replied."It's my business Christian, stay away from it." She answered and turned to walk far away from me and my family.I turned to look at Gabri

Belle's POVHe thightened his grip on my arm but I didn't flinch, only determined to stay and help him. My hand was against his back, patting with the intent of bringing his heartbeat and breath back to normal.He stared at me, with those beautiful eyes of his and instead of asking me to leave like he had done the previous time, I found him staring at my lips and leaning forward.Something spoke to me to move away from him and leave the room. To not further complicate our situation and relationship, but his eyes were more compelling than the voice in my head.When his lips touched mine, I didn't move, only felt. His grip on my arms softened as he deepened the kiss, his tongue doing the magic in my mouth.It was like a trance. I no longer controlled my mind. I only allowed him to lead while I followed.The kiss ended and I felt his eyes on me even though mine were still closed."The sleep disorder is not gone, Christian." I said immediately I regained my breath. It wasn't a question.