Chapter 9: Engagement Ring Part 2

He woke up in the wrong position and didn't find her on the sofa. That it was a good sleep. However, he feels stiff. He went to his room and found a box of an engagement ring from two years ago. He put it in the drawer, and he drank a glass of water and took a warm shower. He then heard sounds of guns outside, so he finished putting his shirt on and went outside.

He found the corgi running around. When King felt his presence, he ran to him and he carried him, kissing his head. He looked at her, wearing denim shorts and black shorts while using 9mm. She's been a sharpshooter since the age of ten and that fascinates him.

He put down the corgi and approached her. He took one earmuff and put it on. He hugged her from behind and kissed her cheek.

"Let's go to the spa and derma." She pulled the trigger and hit the target on the head. He inserted his hand on her shirt and she stopped from shooting. He caressed her scar on her right side.

"Why? Does it disgust you seeing an ugly scar?"

He had decided. He will be honest with her from now on.

"It pains me seeing you in that scar." She put down the gun and removed the magazine.

"Don't you have work? Why are you still here?" She asked. 

He leaned his chin over her shoulder and scooped her left breast and since she wasn't wearing any bras, the warmth from her skin was comforting her.

"I wanted to take a break for a while and accompany you." He's eager to suck her nipples at that moment but they are outside and lots of butlers and SGs could see them. Her nipples hardened and he knew that she was turned on. He was about to put his other finger inside her panties, but she nudged him.

He groaned and he pulled his hand to stop himself. She's just irresistible. How can anyone resist a woman like her?

They went to the dermatologist to have her scars laser and permanently removed. Even the wound on her arm that is slowly healing.

He left the room and stayed in the waiting area while patting the corgi.

He couldn't bear seeing needles on her, so he didn't want to be there. It pains him somehow. He decided to call his doctor so that he will make an appointment for a test tomorrow. He wants to be ready before their honeymoon.

She got out of the room after what seemed like forever, looking refreshed and he stood from his seat. He was about to approach her when Tina and her manager approached him. The model clung to him and kisses his lips unexpectedly

"Baby! It's the first time that you are here for me." She said excitedly and he pushed her.

"I'm not here for you." He told her coldly. "I told you, we are over." He glanced at his fiancée who only raised her brow to him and crossed her arms.

"M-Mr. Pattinson, I thought—" Tina's manager Cheryl was surprised by his words.

"Miss Cheryl, if ever you see me in the future, please remind Tina not to cling to me." He approached his fiancée and gently put a hand on her back.

Andromeda takes a good look at Cheryl and Tina as she was walking with Zach.

"Is that his fiancée?" Tina mutters. "She doesn't look that mighty, she looks so outdated from the clothes to hair." She flips her hair.

"Don't underestimate that woman Tina," Cheryl warns. "That woman has a powerful aura. Can't you feel it? She's from a powerful family." Tina snorted.

"Stop playing on me, Cheryl. I am sure that she's not that beautiful compared to me." Tina was a little narcissist and sometimes Cheryl was getting annoyed with her narcissism.

And as for Andromeda, she's wearing a casual dress and ankle boots, messy hair, and no makeup at all. She was still beautiful without makeup and being a little messy hair was a fashion. She was angry seeing that model who used businessmen and sold her body to get what they wanted instead of using her skills. She has no skills at all besides a pretty face and a good body. She'll forever be men's plaything. She's no different from a slut.

"Are you hungry?" he suddenly asked, putting the corgi in the backseat of her Maserati.

"I think I forgot my panties at the clinic." She said that makes his ear red. He looked at her lower part thinking if she's not wearing any panties on.

"Get in." He opened the door for her. "I won't let you get back there again."

"Why? Because your little girlfriend is there?"

"We are over." He mumbled. Her eyes widened, acting mocking like she was surprised.

"Oh, but you guys seemed so in love with each other." She emphasized 'in love' sardonically. He caressed her curves and opened the door for her. She hopped in and he walked around toward the driver's seat. He started the engine and she crossed her legs.

He swallowed a big lump on his throat and looked down on her lap. What if she's not really wearing underwear? He drove around and stopped in a park where there were no people around. She looked at him quizzically and removed his seatbelt.

"Andy." He reached for her seatbelt and unbuckled it. He moved closer to her, between her legs, and adjusted the seat for reclining. He was suddenly breathless, and he lifted her dress.

"You see, I won't let you have a taste of me if you don't have tests first. That woman disgusts me. Do you know how many men she fuck while she's with you?" She wasn't wearing any panties and damn it. He pulled down her dress and looked at her in pain. Damn, he's aching down there.

"Fine." He sat back in his seat and drove away.

Andromeda was looking out the window, biting her lip and the incident a while ago runs through her head all over again.

If it was like two years ago, they would've already made love in that spot. But it wasn't like two years ago when they were wild and free. Their promises have already been broken. Their hearts are both wounded.

If she would go back in time, she would've done everything for him not to leave her. But he did leave her and never came back. She died at that moment.

Thinking all the pain makes her wounded heart get tortured all over again. She gripped her fist as her nails dug on her palm and it bled. Still, her heart keeps being stabbed that it was hard for her to compose herself at that moment. However, she did everything not to burst out in front of him.