Aimee POV
This is the fanciest place I have ever been in my life. I think Alec can see that I am a little uncomfortable. I don't really know how to behave in a place like this, this is too luxurious, and the way he is looking at me is making me feel like I could fall on my knees and beg him to be mine. How can I still think like this after everything he did to me? I shake my head slightly and focus on his beautiful plump lips as he asks me how Ash is doing. The way his throat moves as he drinks his wine makes my stomach flutter. I look into his eyes, distracting myself from his throat, but his blue eyes focus on mine, making me feel breathless. I force a small smile telling him that Ash went to rehab and he will be okay.
"Thank you", I let out as he frowns, looking at me. I am taken aback by his eyes locked on me. Alec asks me for what I am thanking him. I can't help but think he is taking a laugh. I look at my shaking
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Alec POV I offer Aimee my hand, and she takes it. Without another word, I guide her toward my room. I can tell she is nervous, but I can’t wait any longer. I need her, and I want her to fall head over heels for me so I can hurt her as much as she hurt me. She will regret that party, and she will regret the day she betrayed me. I shake my head, pushing away those intrusive thoughts, and I open my bedroom door. The light is off, and the moon illuminates the room. I turn around, closing the door behind us and facing Aimee. She’s looking up at me, and she offers me a shy smile. My heart breaks into a thousand pieces. This is the same girl I fell completely and utterly in love years ago. This is the girl that broke my heart and never apologised for it. This is the girl that still makes my heart flutter and makes me want to protect her and cradle her in my arms until she falls asleep. I take one step closer to her, and she r
Aimee POVI roll to my side cuddling up to myself hugging my own legs against my chest. I close my eyes to avoid spilling the tears that are threatening to spill as Alec locks himself in the bathroom. He used me like he said he would, he said he was going to claim me, make me his, but he didn’t promise me love, he didn’t promise to love me. How could I have allowed myself to be in this situation? I look at my hand and I see the big engagement ring. I take it off and put it on the bedside table.I feel the tears spilling down my cheeks. I close my eyes and allow my sorrow to lul me to sleep, to feel sorry for myself for still love a man that doesn’t care about me, for love a man that only wants to use me for his own benefits.I must’ve fallen asleep because when I open my eyes Alec is laying next to me with his hand over my stomach. His breathing is soothing and calm. He is deep asleep. I tr
Alec POV I don’t know what is taking over me, but I can’t keep my hands away from her, she is delicious, and after last night I can’t stop thinking about how sweet her taste is, how her body erupts underneath me, how she moves at the same rhythm as I do. I need more, and I am addicted, just as if she is my own personal drug. I need her to breathe, to survive. I don’t like to admit this, and she hurt me more than anyone ever before, but fuck, she is amazing. And the way she looked at me. “Open up for me, baby”, I tell her as I trap her against the kitchen island. Her chest moved up and down fast as her eyes locked on mine, and she told me to stop. What a tease. I know she wants me, I know she wants more, I can give her more. I kiss her neck with open mouth, I want her marked, so everyone knows she is mine, so everyone knows that she has been fucked by me, by someone that is capable of giving her the biggest and best org
Aimee POV It’s been two weeks since the proposal, and we are living independent lives while living together. I can barely look at Alec, and he hasn’t made any effort to talk to me either. I rest my head on my hands, looking at my laptop as I take a deep breath. I am late on a piece I should’ve delivered yesterday. But I can’t focus. All I can think about is Alec and how upset I am with him. How can he be like that? How can he pretend he doesn’t remember about that night and what his best friend did to me. “Aimee, a word”, I hear a deep voice behind me, and I feel a chill down my spine. Alec, what is he doing here? I raise my head and spin my chair around, looking at him, standing in front of me, in his tailored dark blue suit that makes his eyes pop. “Sure”, I reply, forcing a smile. He grabs my hand as we walk down the corridor. How does he know where to go? He opens a door at the end of the corridor and pulls me inside. As soon as the door closes behind us, I let go of his hand a
Alec POV“We will be going for dinner today with the wedding planner because you have been in this stupid fight with me. I hired someone, she will be taking you to dress shopping tomorrow, and we will be getting married in two weeks”, I let out, expecting a full-on burst of rage coming from Aimee, but she only frowns before she repeats the two weeks asking if I am insane. She even makes a joke about people thinking she would be pregnant. Well, would that be that bad? She thinks people will call her a Gold Dig, but hey, I am paying her for this wedding at the end of the day. I am paying her for all of this. She is mine. She will be mine, in two weeks.“And you are, you are doing this for money”, I spit out, feeling anger rising inside of me. Why does she have to make everything harder?“It’s not like you are a fucking saint. You have your own fucking reasons. I need to go back to work”, She tells me, but I don’t let
Alec POV “Come on, baby lay down”, I whisper as I put Aimee on the bed after a quick shower. Her hair is still damp, but at this point, I don’t care. Aimee hasn’t spoken to me in hours, and I still don’t know what happened except that the guy didn’t hurt her. He didn’t touch her. He refused to tell me what was going on. After I got Aimee to come with me, he left without saying another word. I close my eyes as I sit on the armchair next to the bed while she looks at me with puffy red eyes. She hasn’t said a word, and I am really worried about her. I take my phone from my pocket and dial a doctor's number. I always have the family doctor on call. He answers after two rings, and I immediately tell him to come by. Aimee is not well, and I don’t know what to do. I sit there next to her for what feels like hours until the doctor arrives and asks me to leave the room so he can examine her. I shake my head. I am not going anywhere, and he can fuck off for all that I care. “So?” I ask as
Aimee POVToday is my wedding day. I can’t believe this is happening. I look at myself in the mirror wearing my white dress. I look like a model wearing this dress. It is beautiful, but it definitely wouldn’t be something I would choose for myself.“Oh my God”, I hear Stella behind me. I turn around, and she is standing at the door with her hands covering her mouth and her eyes wide open, “You look stunning”, she says, walking in and closing the door behind her. I can see the tears in her eyes.“Really?” I ask, not really sure about the dress. I know it is a beautiful white ball gown with a fitted bodice and a full skirt. The details around the skirt make it look like it was made for a princess. This must-have cost a fortune.“I am speechless, and you are stunning. Alec is going to die when he sees you wal
Alec POV I sit on the bed and rest my feet on the floor looking out of the window. I pass my hands through my hair and slowly come to a stand. Today is my wedding day and I am nervous. I never thought this day would come, especially with Aimee. I shake my head and walk into the bathroom where I rest my hands on the sink and lean in looking at my image in the mirror. Aimee has been keeping herself away from me, since we signed the papers for the pre-nut and the contract she looks at me as if I have three heads. She hates my guts. I haven’t been able to touch her as she came again with the not touching her nonsense again. She still hasn’t told me who touched her, who did that to her, who destroyed her soul. I shrug looking at my image and I turn the shower on. Hot water might help with the nerves and I was right. As soon as the hot water kisses my skin I feel instantly relax. As I close my eyes I see her face when we were delivering the money. The guy was scary, I’m not even gonna l