SOMEONE WHOSE HEART WAS THIRSTY FOR REVENGE

Ambrose kept sneaking glances at Nova every once in a while as he spoke and drank with the investors. He couldn't help but notice that Lorenzo was trying to touch her. He cursed several times with irritation and had to remind himself that their relationship was strictly 'professional' and he shouldn't be having wild thoughts about burying himself deep inside her because that was what he was thinking as he watched her continually bite her lower lip.

" Excuse me. " He said before standing up from his seat. He really needed a drink to keep himself from thinking about bad stuff he was going to do to her. A shareholder in his company!

He breathed out a sigh and made his way towards the bar, intending to drown his jealousy and sorrow with a few glasses of vodka. He ordered a glass of vodka and took it all in a gulp.

He couldn't take his gaze away from her even when he knows he should. His cock throbbed in his trousers as if it were predestined and he was drenched in his own sweat. She flipped her hair to the side to expose her collarbone as she continued conversing with the investor who looked obviously interested in her. Who wouldn't be? 

Nova looks across the room and spots Ambrose at the bar, gulping down a glass of vodka. She waits till he notices her then holds his gaze for about five seconds and then turns away. He kept his gaze on her to see if she would do it again, and she did. Not even once, but thrice!

And that's when he realised that she was flirting with him.

By the fragrance that came from her body, Lorenzo's breathing became hurried and his body started to become a little hot. He clenched his knuckles and said, " Why don't we leave this place and go somewhere quiet and private?" 

Nova came back to her senses, her eyes cold, but raised her charming smile. " I'm sorry Lorenzo but I have to go. It was nice meeting you. "

Nova stood up from the chair and did not give Lorenzo a chance to speak further as she strode off.

She had beared the unending chatter of this man and already felt disgusted. He kept on talking about himself and how he was going to take care of her which irritated her guts. Even the sound of his voice makes her want to puke. She only listened to him because she wanted to make Ambrose jealous and get a reaction from him, which she did.

She wasn't a woman that would have any feelings for such a man. 

This man wasn't qualified to share the same bed with her.

Nova made sure Adriana was distracted before making her way towards Ambrose. 

He was just about to grab another glass of vodka from the counter but she was fast enough to hold it as the back of their hands brushed. When their hands touched, a shock of electricity shook through his arm and into him, and his eyes widened. 

Nova noticed his expression and she mentally applauded herself for being such a good seductress. 

Ambrose couldn't understand such a feeling but he knows that whatever feelings he is having is unwanted.

" Do you mind if I take your drink? " She said and gave a charming smile.

" Not at all, " He said, his tone stern. " But I do mind that you're trying to get into my head? "

Nova was surprised for a moment, and then looked at him with a puzzled expression. " What are you saying? " 

" Are you done analysing me? " Ambrose asked coldly, as his eyes swept her with a sharp gaze. 

 Her fragrance could be overwhelming but he sensed danger around her.

Nova's charming eyes slightly rose as she tilted her head to look at him while raising the glass of vodka to her lips. " So you don't feel anything? " Nova raised an eyebrow. 

" I neither have feelings for you nor feel attracted to you. " Ambrose replied coldly.

It was better to make it clear to her that their relationship was strictly 'professional' and nothing more and that he wouldn't tolerate any seductive move from her.

While all this was happening, there was a flicker of light from a camera.

***

A few minutes later.

In Andrew's Car.

Andrew studied the pictures more closely and he couldn't shake the sudden feeling of anger surging through his veins. His gaze never left the pictures in his hand, the sparkles in Nova's eyes as the back of her hand brushed with Ambrose's infuriated Andrew.

It was obvious Arabella still has feelings for Ambrose even after seven years and that hurts him so much that he squeezed the pictures in his hands and gritted his teeth. She keeps denying the fact and does not want to accept the possibility of still being in love with Ambrose but Andrew was no fool, he could see it in her eyes no matter how hard she tries to deny or hide it.

He only asked someone to follow her, watch her closely and possibly take pictures of what she's doing. 

He did so because he suspected that she might change her mind after seeing her first love. There might be a day when her love would burn down everything they had worked for but he wasn't going to let that happen.

He wouldn't let her love destroy his chance of taking his revenge on Elena Grey. The woman who had taken everything away from him and ruined his chance of happiness. The woman who doesn't deserve to be called a mother.

For years, he'd been living in pain of seeing his worst enemies having a good life. But that day when he'd save Arabella from drowning in that river, he didn't lose hope because he'd found someone like him, someone whose heart was thirsty for revenge.

He smiled because his plans were going in the right direction without even him doing anything but at the same time he felt anxious.

" Do not let her leave your sight and make sure she doesn't become suspicious that you're following her. " He ordered the person sitting down at the driver seat.

To be continued...