MasukArthurShe panicked at first, but slowly she relaxed into my arms. Her body soft against mine. “How much I missed this.” I deepened the kiss, sucking her tongue as it slid against mine. Carly was sweet as hell. It was just a day, yet I felt like it had been forever since I tasted her, and it seemed to be the same for her because she melted into it, kissing me passionately like she wanted more, and I gave her more. My hand trailed her body, and I couldn't help but take my hand inside her clothes to touch her back. Her back was soft as my hands caressed it. “Fuck.” She bit my lips and I felt my head grow foggy. Carly moaned as my fingers found their way to her stomach, and slowly I moved to her chest. Then, I felt her swell and she stopped at the contact. Her lips stilled on mine, and I knew not to transgress, so I took my fingers to her waist. I could wait, however long she wanted. With a peck on her lips, I freed her, and slowly, she breathed heavily. Her lips were red and sw
Arthur I was annoyed as hell at not seeing Carly in school. The past days have been bitter yet sweet. Somehow, I discovered she was the cure for my episode, and I couldn't stop thinking of her. The night after the James incident, I had fucking needed her so much that I didn't know when I waited at the convenience store. I didn't know when it started but my thoughts were filled with her, and I wanted to see her. And when I saw her and forced her to follow me to the clubhouse? I fucking wanted to kiss when I went close to her, but I wasn't going to be a jerk and do it without her being willing. I wanted her to be comfortable so I had asked everyone to mind their business before I got there. Yet, just when I thought there was a chance, she bolted out, but I could wait. I was never patient, but I could for her. Because I knew she wanted me too. She might not show it, but I could tell from her eyes. And it might have started when I saved her from James. Thanks to the motherfucker,
CarlyIt was raining when we got home. Father is handed an umbrella to head inside, after the guard moved to give me another, but withdrew, and I knew he was stopped by Father.I was expecting Father to follow Elizabeth and Raphael, who was now okay. But Father had suddenly entered the car with me.And I knew why.I have been preparing myself for it since entering the car. It wasn't going to be the first time, but I dreaded the outcome every time.Without an umbrella, I entered the mansion, drenched.Father sat on the couch as I entered. He didn't look up, and I should go inside, but that would only anger him.“Why did you do it?” His voice was stern, filled with a murderous tone.“I didn't drown Raphael. I indeed went to the restroom.” I spoke, but who was I kidding? Father would never believe me, yet I hope he would.Instead, he laughed. His voice echoed in the living room, the manic laughter mixed with the thunderous rain, and fear crept down my skin. He stood up and turned to me.
CarlyI drowned in the warmth of his body as the kiss deepened. His tongue clashes against mine, the sweetness enveloping my brain. His mouth left mine and met my neck.“Ah,” Little sounds that I couldn't recognize as mine sounded from me as I closed my eyes, allowing him to savor his tastes.“You taste so good.” Arthur moaned as he slid his tongue into mine. He suddenly lifted me, and I gasped as his hand found my cheeks over the gown. But we didn't break the kiss; instead, it turned fierce, and I felt my self-control slipping away. For the first time, I didn't mind.I'm placed gently on the bed, and Arthur half lies on me. He broke the kiss and stared at me.We locked gaze as I breathed heavily, my chest moving up and down.“You are so beautiful, Carly.” His words sent butterflies down my stomach at the affection and the look he gave.Slowly, I felt his hand on my stomach, then it trailed down, his eyes were still on me as if asking, exploring, and slowly it found my legs. I should
Carly I frowned at the message. Its profile has boxing gloves, with the Alphabet A. From the words, there was only one person capable of calling me that. But why would Arthur say that? Or was he drunk? Maybe it wasn't Arthur. I let off Raphael's hand to type. “Who?” I sent it and a reply loaded immediately. “Your prince.” I rolled my eyes. Who calls themselves that? It definitely has to be Arthur. He was the only one who could be so shameless. I saved the number and held Raphael’s hand. If I were going to babysit, I’d better do it well. At the back of my head, I felt Elizabeth was up to no good. My phone beeped again. “Who picked the black dress? I must commend it suits you perfectly.” Now, it wasn't a matter of being drunk, Arthur could see me. I turned around, looking around to see if I could see him, but there was no sight of him. My brows tightened more. “Where are you?” “Watching you.” An unsettling feeling crawls in my skin as I didn't see anyone. Raphael gave m
CarlyMy mood was sore, and I couldn't place a reason to it. We stepped down from the car and I followed Father behind to avoid the constant camera flashing. Though no matter how much I hid, I was going to still appear then it would be wiped off because Grandfather was against me being known till I'm of proper age. We entered the hall filled with businesspeople. And many flooded Father, greeting him. Some looked at me in acknowledgment while they spoke to father who boasted proudly of me, but it was all a display. There were people of my age and they all socialized but I wanted to go home. I had missed the night study and even left school early. Once again, Arthur was absent from school today. I wasn't bothered, I had said to myself but the more time passed, the more I looked at his seat. I couldn't deny that I was getting used to his presence. But why? Because he saved me? “Your daughter is beautiful and remarkable. She took after you. I heard she is the school’s president. My







