6. Never Letting Go

Flora's POV

Oh, God, in heaven. I cannot begin to explain what is going on within my system right now.

My body is in a chaos.

I frown slightly, give myself a very slight nudge, and attempt to at least look away from those mesmerizing, captivating eyes of his.

But God it is just so freaking hard.

I notice his Adam's apple bubble up and down as he, too, remains seated where is also gazing at me as if wanting to suck the living life out of me with his eyes.

I have never known or seen any man in my life that will intrigue me as much as this fellow seated in front of me.

He's just too perfect.

Okay. I think I should look away now.

I am beginning to hyperventilate.

But hell I can't.

I don't know. I find myself wishing I had been able to get deeper with him all those years back in high school.

I wonder how life would have felt presently. Maybe I wouldn't have gotten involved with this bastard lunatic of a man who has placed me in this inconvenient situation.

"I wish to take you away from him." he suddenly says out loud jolting me out of my reverie as I finally lift my right hand and nervously begin to scratch my neck.

I chuckle. That would be so nice. I think to myself but I didn't say it out loud.

"It's not going to be that easy," I say slightly and look at the table scratching my fingernails against the wood.

"Don't do that," he says softly and gently takes my finger away from the table gazing at it with a sort of admiration I have never experienced in his eyes.

I detach my hand away from his and chuckle nervously finding it hard to look back into his eyes once again.

What the hell is this man doing to me?! I wonder to myself and smile unconsciously with my eyes still on the table.

"Seriously I mean what I'm saying. I want to take you away from him. he doesn't deserve you and I can't bear to see you crying and weeping because of some silly torture that you are not supposed to be experiencing. It is not life meant for you, and I wish to take you away from it."

He is relaxing against the table as he looks at me, saying those nice, sweet words that I never expected him to say.

This is like a wish come true. I don't even know what to think. I don't know. I can't explain the confusion in my mind presently. Why did this particular wish have to come so late at this time?

I am still looking at him with confusion, not knowing how to reply to his request, when my phone suddenly rings again, and I groan with frustration.

I picked up the phone and was about to end the call,l when I realized that it was my friend Serena calling.

A smile suddenly envelops my face as I pick it up and look back at him.

"I'm sorry I need to take this. it's very important." I tell him immediately, and I evacuate the table, making my way straight towards the restroom.

The moment I am safe inside I shut the door after me and ensure that all the cubicles in the restroom are empty before picking up the call.

"Hello," I say softly trying my best not to release the tears that have been threatening and lingering deep within my eyes.

I have been keeping it because Lucas had said that he didn't like seeing me weeping that way in front of him. I didn't want him to see me crying again.

"Flora. Hey, are you okay? I've got some news to tell you and it is important. You need to hear this. Where can I see you? We need to discuss this ASAP. I think you've made a big mistake getting married to Damien."

I blink my eyelids rapidly at her sentence as the tears finally fall out of my eyes of their own volition.

I struggle to keep it back, but a soft sob finally breaks out of my mouth, catching me off guard. I use my hand to cover my mouth.

"Oh my goodness please don't tell me I am already too late. Are you okay flo,ra? Where are you? Please talk to me. is everything okay with you?" I can hear Serena's voice over the phone but I don't reply.

I just continue to shake my head still struggling to keep back the sobs and not let it out loud while still in the restroom.

"Flora you are getting me scared right now. Please speak up okay I need to know that you are fine. We seriously need to discuss this because the piece of information I could gather after all the investigations I have been doing behind your back is not something that I can just allow to pass by. Please talk to me. I need to hear your voice."

I still don't reply and I hear her groan out loud where she is at the other end of the phone.

"I guess you leave me no choice but to track your phone." she declares and ends the call immediately.

Great. Why the hell do I have to be such a jerk?

I glance back at my phone and call her immediately in an attempt to get her attention.

She picks up immediately.

"Are you ready to talk to me now?" she asked, and I nodded my head, not minding the fact that she couldn't see me doing so.

"I'm fine, Serena, okay? don't worry about me." I say, but the sorrow and the sadness are still evident in my voice, and I know that she has heard it.

"You are a very, very bad liar, you know that. I'm not going to listen to any of your excuses. I'm coming to find you right now and I'm going to give that bastard a beating of his life if I figure out that he has done something to hurt you." she says sharply and ends the call immediately.

Great I guess this is how it is going to be then.

I stare at my phone for a very short while, with a lot of thoughts rumbling through my mind, before shutting my eyes and letting out a very long sigh.

"Flora." someone calls me right from outside the restroom and I blink rapidly with a slight grimace on my face.

What the hell?

I slowly turn around and glance at the door. Then I walk up towards it and unlock it before peeping out to come face to face with Lucas.

He is standing there with a worried expression on his face.

It makes me shocked for a little while but I quickly recollect myself as I continue to look up at him.

"Sorry, I didn't expect to see you here," I say and he smiles.

" Oh, it's nothing. I'm sorry I just couldn't maintain my curiosity. I followed you back here and I noticed that you were weeping. Hope everything is okay."

I smile and attempt to walk past him, but then he stands in my way.

I look up at him. "I'm fine okay? Everything is good. I just need to get back home and relax myself."

" Back to that bastard. Are you seriously going back there?"

"Where do you want me to go? you weren't expecting that I would stupidly follow you back to your apartment where you?" I ask and attempt to walk past him again, but then he stands in my way.

"I can't allow you to return to him."

I look up at him. " what are you? My hidden personal bodyguard? Please step out of my way okay? After all, we are not yet officially divorced. I still have some decisions to make."

"Okay then so tell me. The decision is to go back and forgive him for what he did. Is that it?"

His voice is beginning to sound a little bit angry right now and it makes me look at him with confusion.

"I never said anything like that. I only..."

"Why the hell will you allow your love for him to carry you this much by being so blind and daft that you did not realize how long he has been playing with you all these years?"

He sounds a little bit harsh right now and it makes me feel hurt in my chest. I did not expect him to talk this way. I was only...

I blink rapidly, feeling the heat creeping up my eyes, but I immediately look away from him and sigh, trying to calm myself down.

Fuck it. I don't owe him an explanation.

I have had enough tears for one day. I am not going to cry anymore.

"I've heard you. I need to go." I say sharply and try to walk away but then he stands in my way once again.

God won't he just leave me alone? He has said his mind already why can't he let me be?

"I am deeply sorry okay? Please I'm sorry. I didn't mean to talk to you that way, please." he apologizes immediately, taking hold of my hand, but I struggle to pull it away from his grip.

I honestly did not expect him to talk to me like that, and it hurt me so badly, reminding me of just how stupid and foolish I am...

I don't even know.

I know I did wrong, but it didn't mean he should have been that hard on me as if I am the most idiotic individual on the planet.

I did not listen to him as I continued to try to evade him, but he was so strong-willed, and I could not escape the 100 pounds of muscles standing right in front of me.

I finally give up and lean against the edge of the door folding my arms and looking away from him.

"Please, baby."

"Don't call me that. I am not your baby ."

He sighs.

"I am so sorry okay? Forgive me. I just got a little bit carried away and infuriated."

"Yes, but it still doesn't give you the right to dictate my life as if you are the owner of me!" I say sharply, still trying to fight back the tears as I attempt to walk away, but he remains standing in front of me, not willing to let me go.

"Please okay? I said I'm sorry please."

His voice sounded a little bit desperate and shaky right now, but I was not listening to him. The only person I need is my friend, and I need to get to her. She is coming for me, and she's the only one I am willing to look at and talk to.

I don't need him anymore. He has said his mind.

But I am not given the chance to evade him when he suddenly pulls me straight inside the restroom and shuts the door after him.

"What are you..."

Then, the next thing he does takes me off guard.

He pins me hard against the door of the restroom and places his soft, warm palms against my cheeks, connecting his lips sharply and rapidly against mine.

What the...

He kisses me in the most passionate way I have ever felt in my life.

God, I suddenly feel so hot.

He savours my lips deliciously making it hard for me to think.

The kiss is not calm.

It is rough. Fervent. Hot. Irresistible...

Fuck.

His lips against mine are captivating. It is so powerful, so sweet, so mesmerizing.

I have never felt anything so...

God, I have no words for it, and I can't resist that.

Who the hell will?

Who the hell in her right senses will resist this deliciousness?

I don't understand what is going on with my body anymore.

I don't even think I am presently on Earth.

I don't know how I wrap my arms tightly around his neck and begin to kiss him back crazily and hungrily as if I have never held a man in my life before.

This action has been propelled by all pent-up hunger and desire that have been locked deep down within me after all these years for the man in my arms.

I can't help it and I can't control it.

He just kissed me!!

God, this is something that I have been craving for ages, and he just gave it to me on a platter of gold. I can't be blamed if I can't resist this.

This is just too much.

Shit.

He immediately begins to catch up with my greedy and hungry pace as he holds me tightly against himself pinning me harder against the wall and entwining his tongue against mine.

A soft moan escapes my lips...

Oh, good Lord. I am never letting go of him.

My breathing suddenly becomes harsh I am finding it hard to catch my breath.

I clutch my fingers tightly against his soft, silky hair with extreme desire and pull him closer, kissing him crazy as if I am not going to see him forever after this moment.

He takes hold of me and lifts me wrapping my legs tightly around his waist.

Then he takes me to a close by basin.