LOVE COMING FROM THE LEAST EXPECTED - Season 2 Episode 36

He what? I turned around and widened my eyes at him. My goodness! A yacht has got to cost millions. Did he just say he drilled a hole in it so that he could watch fireworks with me?

“You’re really frivolous with money, aren’t you? We’re talking about a yacht that potentially costs millions or more! My goodness!” I covered my face in dismay.

“Nothing ever comes close to you,” Christopher raised a brow as he replied. I realized that he really liked doing that, but for some reason, I thought it looked good on him. His upturned lips, paired with the affectionate gaze and a raised brow were enough to make any woman fall for him.

“Why? Do you find me that dazzling? Are you captivated by your future husband again?” Christopher noticed that I was ogling at him and teased me.

“You wish.” I pursed my lips, refusing to tell him that he looked really good.

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That night, when the fireworks show came to an end, I was no longer crouching alone in the corner of the house but was encircled in Christopher’s embrace instead. I could feel his lips exploring mine as we were locked in a passionate exchange. He tasted of lingering tobacco, and rich red wine.

I did not drink any wine, but the taste of wine in his mouth was enough to beguile me as I drowned in the sweet sensation.

A wave of apprehension hit me, as it had multiple times before—a painful reminder of the yawning gap in between us. He was bright like the sun, bringing light and hope to everyone around him. On the

contrary, I was nothing more than scrubby tufts of grass which survived upon the glory of his light.

However, I could not seem to find the strength to cut him out of my life. He was addictive, and a single touch was enough to set me rolling back to his side. With his family background, wealth and power, he should be with a woman leaps and bounds ahead of me. I had nothing to show for.

My inferiority complex was eating me inside out, and the only thing I could do as I stood there on the luxurious yacht was to hold on tightly to the man beside me because I did not have a clue if he would just disappear if I let him go.

Christopher’s phone rang right when we were basking in this perfect moment. I was startled and pushed him away to let him pick up the call. However, the man did not even spare a glance before tossing it aside.

He reached out to carry me and headed inside the yacht as I circled my hands around his neck.

Christopher carried me inside the lounge. As he stood by the window, I noticed the fiery passion burning in his eyes. Flustered, I pushed him away gently. “Don’t tell me you’re thinking about doing it here?”

“I want you, right here.” Christopher pushed me against the window and started to kiss my neck as he reached under my clothes. There was no mistaking his eagerness and longing for me.

But what if somebody were to see us? I tried to resist and said, “Don’t. The guests have left. What if your family members come here looking for you?”

“Don’t worry, Zachary is holding the fort upstairs.” Christopher was already lost in the moment as he worked on my earlobes and the sides of my neck. Noticing that I was clamping my legs tight, he put a foot forward to stop me from running away in a domineering manner.

Another round of fireworks exploded in the sky, and I could hear the rustles and hushed conversations nearby. The man behind me grunted as his hands greedily explored my back. In a low and dreary voice, he said, “Eve, you’re as gorgeous as those fireworks.”

He always liked to mutter sweet talks during moments like these. Even though I repeatedly mentioned that sweet talks during these moments did not come off as sincere, Christopher begged to differ. He thought that without sweet-talking, lovemaking was no different from mating.

He blew hot kisses on my neck and collarbones, sending waves of pleasure all over my body. Amidst it all, he had already undone my dress and I felt a chill.

Before I realized it, the expensive nightgown had already slipped off my body. It took me a while to put it on because of the intricate designs of the ribbons and buttons hugging the dress. However, I did not realize that unraveling the ribbon in the middle would make it all fall apart.