Love’s New Bloom By Simone Hastings - Season 1 Episode 86

Ian’s pleading and all the memories the house brought her messed up Erin’s thoughts. She clearly knew that he was in the past, but she’d be lying if she said that she did not feel anything from his change in attitude.

“Stop it, just stop it!” Erin’s tears fell uncontrollably as she leaned limply in his embrace.

lan desperately yearned for Erin, both physically and emotionally. In the heat of the moment, he cradled her face in his palms and was about to plant a kiss on her lips.

But Erin rejected his advances. The name ‘Tracy Brown‘ flashed in her mind like a bright neon light along with the devastating scene she saw. It was right here in this mansion that she fell out with Ian and Tracy!

In the end, Ian only managed to brush against her lips lightly before he was forcibly pushed away.

The image of Erin escaping as quickly as she could manage left lan with a hollow feeling within him. Not only did he not manage to rekindle her feelings for him, his carnal desire for her was not sated either. He stood there on the spot, listening to Erin leave. He felt down in the dumps and gave the crib a dismal kick. So much for being attentive and putting care into details. …She still wasn’t about to forgive him!

He ruffled his hair up in frustration and lit up a cigarette. After going through three cigarettes consecutively, he called a number he had not called in a long while.

Half an hour later, a familiar figure showed up in Tracy’s apartment. They spent a long time in bed, Ian venting all his pent- up frustration, anger, and dejection on Tracy.

Tracy kept her eyes shut, screaming and moaning through it the entire time.

It wasn’t until the latter half of the night that Ian finally lay down in exhaustion beside her.

Tracy stared longingly at the man fast asleep in her bed. She trailed her finger lightly across his handsome face, committing it to memory…

Slowly, a crimson tinge crept up around her eyes. She whispered softly, “Do you know how long I’ve waited for you, lan? I believed that you’d come back for me. And tonight, you really did! It felt like nothing but a dream to me! Life has been meaningless without you. All this while, I thought that it was only your money I was after, but now, I have finally come to see that I’ve fallen in love with you…I can’t live without you…” Tracy’s whispers ended up in sobs, and she buried herself in Ian’s

arms.

But Ian was sound asleep and heard none of what she said.

Erin suffered from insomnia after returning from the mansion. She was in emotional turmoil because of lan. All their past memories came rushing back to her like a wave.

She lost a great deal of sleep over those memories, tossing and turning in bed for a significant part of the night until fatigue finally took over and sleep came to her.

Sound asleep, Erin was unaware that Chandler had pulled up right below where she lived.

In order to go unrecognized, he had intentionally chosen to drive one of his limited edition sports cars with windows made of a special material that only allowed one–way visibility so he could see everything going on outside, but others could not see him from the outside.

The window on the driver seat was lowered just a tiny fraction of an inch, but the ground outside was littered with cigarette butts.

Chandler held a cigarette between his fingers, his gaze lonely and joyless.

Ever since Erin left the mansion, he had not had a good night’s sleep, and relied on alcohol and sleeping pills to catch just the slightest wink of sleep. He had never thought that she held such a huge influence over him!

In his endeavor to prove that Erin was just another replaceable woman, he had sent Kyle to find him 10 fine women who were excellent in every aspect. But when those women arrived at the mansion, all he could think about was the image of Erin lying

in his arms.

Ultimately, those women were sent away before they even had the chance to say anything.

Hans‘ report to him tonight was the final straw. He could no longer hold it in and decided that since it didn’t seem like she was going to come to him anytime soon, he would take things into his own hands and go to her instead.

He knew that May had yet to return to their rented unit and that Erin was alone in there.

The beast he had locked up within him seemed to strain against his self–control. With a final drag on his cigarette, he pushed the car door open and exited the car. Stamping out the final cigarette butt, he threw the last of his reason to the wind and went into the building.

In two minutes, Chandler had unlocked the door and walked into the living room. His dark eyes swept across the place as he walked towards the bedrooms.

May’s bedroom was left ajar, and the tidy sheets on her bed was an indication that she was not home yet.

The room opposite May’s, however, was shut. He quietly twisted the knob and opened the door.

The woman who had occupied his thoughts all these days lay there on her bed silently, her nightdress riding up her thighs from the movements she made while she slept. His attention was inappropriately attracted.

He felt his throat go dry as he watched the woman breathe steadily in her sleep. He noiselessly trod over to May’s room and took an article of her clothing.

Ten minutes later, Erin jolted awake in shock.

She woke up to a nasty surprise and shrieked out loud. “Who are you? Let me go right now! Help!”

Her face was covered with a shirt, leaving gaps only around her mouth and nose so that she could catch her breath. Her eyes were covered entirely, and her arms were tied up with a necktie.

She trembled all over, shocked out of her wits. She could feel the man on top of her breathing heavily. Erin could not believe that a pervert had broken into her house! Her heart pulsed erratically. Never had she ever experienced something the likes of this! She was petrified! Erin was so terrified that he might rob and kill her!

Her head was in a mess, and call as she may, May did not come to her rescue. The thought that maybe she had not returned yet left Erin in despair.

“Please, I’m begging you, let me go…Please…” Tears fell from Erin’s eyes, and she was so frightened that she started to have hiccups.

Chandler halted, suddenly aware that his crazed actions might have hurt her.

The strong pride within him did not allow him to give in to her cries, but the beast within him was desperate for her body, so much so that he felt that he was about to go crazy thinking about her, which was why he resorted to such underhanded means.

He even covered her face with May’s clothes so that she would not be able to smell his scent.

In the end, he softened up and removed the shirt from Erin’s face.

Erin’s first instinct was to open her eyes when the shirt was removed, but she kept her eyes tightly shut the entire time. She remembered the homicide cases she saw on the news of how the assailants ended up murdering their victims because they

saw their faces.

“I didn’t see you! Don’t kill me…” It was basic instinct to stay alive, and Erin begged desperately, terror–stricken.

Moonlight shone in from the window, illuminating the room as it reflected off the floor. Chandler fixed his gaze on the fear- gripped woman who trembled like a leaf. A sudden pang of guilt came over him.

“Erin, it’s me,” Chandler said softly.