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Little Nerdy Nightmare

"You really think I'm playing around?" He grounds me through gritted teeth and he takes a step closer and I begin to move back. "I gave you a strict instruction and you disobeyed, you chose to rebel." There is about a zillion comeback running through my head, but my brain only focuses on the man whose green eyes has somehow turned into black because he's mad at me. "Do you know what happens to rebellious people?" I keep moving back until my back from him hit the wall and I hiss out in frustration. I swallow hard and try not to look at him, pissing him off would be a good thing when we aren't the only ones in the whole house. "Do you?!" He demands with a roar. "No, I don't. Tell me." I say, He takes a firm step close to stand intimately close to me, his height making me feel like a little child. "They get punished." And for the first time in the last five to six-minute, I see his green eyes of him instead of black ones looking into mine with lust and my brain go blank for a second and I have to shake it to restart it. Even I can't deny the intense feeling I have been having, I don't want to be in denial any more. I do want to be close to him and as much as it scares me, it draws me in to know more. "Then punish me." ***** The arrangement was, I get to meet her, propose to her, we get married as that would create a stronger bond between the two business associates, bringing us together as a family.

Glory Tina · Urbain
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100 Chs

CHAPTER 102

  From everything Rory had told me about his marriage to Paris, it wasn’t a happy one and coming here was done out of love and happiness, which didn’t exist with them even when they played it that way in public at first.

  He shakes his head even as it drops slowly in sadness. “We didn’t have that type of relationship as husband and wife. I barely even noticed she existed, unless the few times we stepped out in public. She wasn’t perfect, and I was a horrible husband and she couldn’t take the marriage anymore. I think if I treated her a little better than I did, she wouldn’t have run away and ended up dying. The guilt has kept me down for months.”

  “You are not to blame for it. You were in pain and your life wasn’t going the way you planned. Anyone would do the same. The both of you were bad for each other and you were both miserable and she gave you your freedom and chase hers. In the end, Paris wanted your happiness in everything.” I place a comforting hand on his shoulder.