Chapter 12
GABRIE
I’m not a man who usually listens to any woman, but this one had a hold on me. Not her, but the dress she was wearing. The way it hugged her upper body and then flowed down, showing her leg perfectly. Every time a man in this room looked at her, it drove me insane. It made me want to go up the stage and announce her as my wife.
“I don’t dance. I tell her firmly as 1 stand in front of her on the dancing floor, studying each move.
She pretended to be unbothered by what happened with Arthur, but I knew she heard every bit of my conversation with him, and it affected her.
“I know,” she replied, wrapping her hand around my neck. Her fake smile didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Can you stand here for a bit anyway?”
“Why
“Mrs. Johnson was talking about how we didn’t even dance at our own reception so we should take the floor now. I tried refusing, but she wouldn’t buy it. I was going to come find you after freshening up.”
My eyes reflexively found the sixty year old woman who was looking at us from a corner with her husband, who happened to be my grandfather’s friend. I put my hands on her waist. “So, you’re doing this to keep pretence? Because the contract I made you sign requires you to?”
“Mh-hm.”
I tightened my grasp on her waist, pulling her closer and swaying with her.
She was usually way more talkative than this.
“Penny for your thoughts?”
“Arthur was drunk.”
“He was”
“If you would’ve have been there, what was he planning to do?”
1 stiffened. “I was there.”
She hesitantly looked at me. “But you won’t always be there.”
“I will.” I tell her, my voice promising. “You’re my responsibility, Sofia.”
“Freckles.”
“What?”
She finally smiled. “You call me freckles.”
“I do. I passed her a soft one back and she relaxed, seeming convinced.
Im ready to go home.
“You haven’t eaten.”
She just shrugged, moving away from me and my hands drop from her waist, almost making me wish she hadn’t. She fixed
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her dress while I stared, wondering how pretty that piece of cloth would look on the floor of my.
That thought alone, of removing her dress in my room, my hands all over that perfect skin of hers, made heat rush down and I could feel my pants tighten.
I had to tear my vision away from her and just when I was almost successful in calming my absurd thoughts down, she wrapped one of her hands around my arm, and my breath froze midway again.
on my self control, I led her towards the exit when someone announced my name
know who.
Sofia murmured, turning back
in bold letters, under the top 3 biggest contributors of the
Wasn’t this
thought you don’t like
rolled
while we walked out of the gala in silence, but
worth lifting her mood after that d*ckhead dragged
SOFIA
While we waited for the valet to bring the car, I
me a glance. “It’s cold
know.” My
asked you to carry your
genuinely thought he would remove his coat and offer it
a gentleman at
a difficult man
a second rushing to the passenger seat and getting in.
got
in.
he did was switch on the heater, and then
was in my room. The time was almost midnight, but I couldn’t sleep. My stomach
the hunger pangs became unavoidable, I tip toed down to the kitchen in the silent
served here, so I had no idea what was
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with a dip
No luck.
behind me.
when I heard a throat
hands crossed and a questioning eyebrow raised. I gulped looking at him, but mostly the way his black round neck tee clung to his
to look away from him. “I- I’m just
in anything except a shirt and pants. And I always knew he
aware of the tiny shorts I was wearing since I sleep with the heater in my room on, my hair tied in a
He didn’t stop.
was inches away, forcing me to look back
and although I wasn’t too blessed in that department, I had enough for my turned on nipples to show through my
was dark, and I was hoping he couldn’t see
He was close, so close that I could hear him breath.
“Chips,” he said.
open the drawer above me, and I hadn’t even realised it because
the pack of unopened chips from
He didn’t move away.
tried moving out from the right, but he put his
voice was barely a
He didn’t answer.
to reach my height. His face was inches
my but it didn’t seem like he was trying to feel
My very bare thigh.
*Hm?” I gulped.
grabbed me, and I don’t know how he raised me, but I
distanced. “Would you
“What?”
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“The chips.
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