Mikael almost swore when he saw Claire nod her head after hearing his question.Shit. Claire Thompson is a 27-year-old adult woman who is still a virgin.This fact hit Mikael hard—made him forget the desire that exploded in his heart after he came home from his penthouse without finishing his sex with Linda—just like their last meeting.Mikael lost control of himself when he saw Claire sitting on the bed.He imagined Claire when he kissed Linda—he even imagined Claire when Linda did a blow job to him. Then when he came home, he found Claire sitting alone. His desire just peaked so that he lost his mind kissing Claire unconsciously. Even his hands moved along her body, touching her neck, shoulders, and feeling the softness of her skin.However, upon discovering that Claire was a virgin, he was at a loss for words. Speechless.“Michael? Where are you?"Claire's voice pulled Michael from his reverie. He rubbed his face, then exhaled slowly. "I am here. You don't need to be afraid.” He sp
Claire opened her eyes slowly. She frowned for a moment but finally managed to keep her eyes open.It was late enough when Michael called a doctor to their mansion to help her remove the bandages. According to the doctor's instructions, the lights in her room had been deliberately turned off. And it worked! She managed to open her eyes even though sometimes they still felt a little sore."How do you feel? Does your eye hurt?” A blonde-haired female doctor asked while dripping a liquid into her eye."It still hurts, but it's much better than this afternoon when my eyes hit the light," she said.“Would it be fine if she slept without the bandages? She often had nightmares and cried herself to sleep. I'm worried her eyes will hurt again.” Josephine said worriedly.Claire turned her head to look for her whereabouts. Her eyes heated up when she saw Josephine and John William—her adoptive parents standing not far from her. "Mom," she muttered, holding out her hand."Oh, dear." Josephine wal
Manhattan, USA, 19 years agoMikael snorted in annoyance when he saw Claire running in his mansion's garden because she chased dragonflies and butterflies. That 8-year-old girl has a rather silly hobby: catching butterflies and dragonflies to be kept as pets.“Get away from me, Claire!” Mikael pushed the little girl away from him."Come catch butterflies with me!" Take Claire while grabbing his hand—taking him to run around like two useless, stupid kids."I don't want to!" Mikael pushed Claire once more.In the past, when Claire first came to this house—right after Mikael broke her hand after falling from a horse, Claire was a little afraid of him. She would never force Mikael to do silly things to play with her. However, after nearly a year of knowing him, Claire finally became a fearless girl. She wasn't even afraid at all, even though Mikael threatened to carry her on Robert's back and asked that horse to drop her into the lake."Come on! Come play with me! Why have you only been p
Venice, Italy, 3 AM After landing in Venice, Mikael drives his car at high speed and hears the news that Claire has been kidnapped. He still remembers his mother's panicked voice when he called her a few minutes ago, and he also remembers how crazy he was when he asked Lionel to track Claire's location through the CCTV in his house. “We found her,” Lionel's voice through the invisible earpiece he was using broke the silence in Mikael's car. “Send the location to my car,” Mikael replied quickly. In just seconds, Lionel immediately sent the location that Mikael requested. The car license plate number, type, and color of the car that Claire was riding in immediately appeared on his car's screen. "How many people are around there?" Mikael asked how many troops he had. "Three cars of shooting agents are heading to the location," Lionel responded quickly. Mikael reached out to turn the wheel—take the fastest route he could take to get to Claire quickly. The car horns from the opposit
Venice, Italy, 4 AM"She passed out from the shock of what happened," Kennedy released Claire's wrist after applying ointment to her bruises."How about her eyes? Is she okay?” Mikael stared intently at Claire, trying to ensure that tonight's incident didn't affect Claire's sensitive corneas.“I'm not an ophthalmologist, but it doesn't seem like her eyes have any problems. Her eyes were bloodshot because she was still sensitive to light.” Kennedy—his personal doctor, explained calmly."Okay," Mikael crossed his arms and walked out of Claire's room with Kennedy.As soon as he left the room, he was immediately greeted by Nancy and Josephine, who looked worried.Mikael took a deep breath.Honestly, he was too lazy to talk to anyone when his emotions weren't stable. However, seeing how worried his mother was as he walked out of the car carrying Claire toward the plane, he had no choice but to explain Claire's current state."She is fine." Mikael spoke briefly.Kennedy was already sitting
Chapter 14 A Doubt Michael's Private Jet New York, US, 6 AM The flashing light made it difficult for Claire to open her eyes. The room wasn't too bright, but it wasn't completely dark either. There was a light burning directly above her face—it looked dim as if it had been set that way on purpose. When she first opened her eyes, the only thing she could think about was where she was now. In her head still vividly remember the terrible incident that happened to her. Someone came and took her away from the house, her hands were handcuffed, and there was a man who punched her in the face because she was screaming and crying so hard. Then… Michael came and… there was an accident. The man who hit her… was injured, and so was the driver. Michael took a revolver out of his pocket—shooting her wrists which were cuffed. The sound of the gun made her startled and scared—very scared. It felt as if Michael was going to shoot and kill her. Then…Claire couldn't remember what had happened
Michael's Mansion Manhattan, New York, US. 10 AM "Where are we?" Claire desperately wanted to look around her, but the bandages on her eyes restricted her view. The sound of the elevator chiming was followed by respectful greetings from several men and women—which Michael ignored, making Claire frown in confusion. Even though she couldn't see, Claire could feel that they were in a strange place—a place she had never been to before. Michael touched her hand and led her walking, "this is my house." He said slowly, "even though it's not as big as my house in Venice, I'm sure this place will feel comfortable." “Wait…” Claire stopped her steps. A doubt filled her mind again, “since when did you… have a house? Is this Daddy and Mommy's house?” They were in separate cars after getting off the plane, so Claire assumed that Josephine and John had gone to their house while Michael drove her to her apartment. Michael was silent for a few moments, and Claire didn't know what he was doing,
Mikael's Mansion Manhattan, New York, US. 8 PM "Why didn't you ever tell me that you had a twin brother, Michael?" Mikael felt the world he was standing on stop for a moment. He knows that in the end, his lies will be exposed and cause big problems. However, he still chose to continue the lie with hope—What did he expect? Did he still dare to hope that he would be back with Claire like before? Like the years he spent together at the Williams mansion? "Michael?" Claire spoke hesitantly. Mikael took a deep breath. His hand caught Claire's hand and stroked it gently. "Yes, I have a twin, Claire." Once again, he suppressed his ego—trying to restrain himself when he was facing Claire. Throughout his life, he knew he had a different personality from Michael. Their faces are indeed the same. The color of their eyes, hair, and even their height is the same. However, their personalities are opposites. Michael was the most patient person he'd ever met—just like Josephine. Michael inh