Chapter 13

Paul POV

I didn't expect to see Grace again. Especially in a situation like this. The woman was beating a man. My goodness, Grece! The arrogant look on her face full of emotion even made me exasperated.

I'll admit she's pretty brave to knock someone unconscious like that. But Grace said that she was only defending herself because the man had tried to harass her. I'm more or less proud of that woman, at least she can take care of herself well from the disturbances of johns who only want her body.

But it got me thinking, is Grace going to hit me with the bottle too if I try to touch her?

Oh my God! I was horrified myself considering the man's condition was quite pathetic. But I don't think Grace would do that to me. That woman really likes my touch. oh come on, why am I so confident like this?

There was no talk during the trip. I saw Grace busy looking at the scenery outside with a smile plastered on her face. There was no worried expression on that face. As if nothing had happened. maybe Grace really believed that I could solve her problem.

It took us about 20 minutes to arrive at a villa which is located quite far from the noisy atmosphere of the city.

"Wow!" I heard Grace muttering as her eyes twinkled looking at the two story villa.

"Let's go down!" take me first get out of the car. Grace followed closely behind while enjoying the beautiful night view there.

I entered first while Grace was still checking the outside of the villa. It seems he is very curious. I just let her do what she wants.

I opened my jacket, leaving a shirt that had a few buttons on it had been open since earlier. I rolled up my sleeves up to my elbows and sat on the sofa waiting for Grace to enter.

"This villa belongs to Uncle?" asked Grace who had just come in and sat across from me.

"Yes." I nodded. "This villa is usually used for family vacations," I continued.

Well...at least it was before my divorce from Fio. After that this villa is always empty without occupants. But I still ordered several people to clean it because at any time when it was critical it could be used. As it is now.

"Wow! Really this villa is very beautiful. Moreover, the location is in a very strategic place," said the woman with amazed eyes that could not lie.

"There's one room upstairs. You can use that. And if I'm not mistaken there's a few changes of clothes too" I told Grace.

"Then I'll go upstairs first, Uncle," said Grace, which I only answered with a nod and a faint smile. My gaze could not leave Grace's figure walking up the stairs. until his figure was no longer visible to my netra then I averted my eyes.

Being in the same house with that woman made my feelings and thoughts uncontrollably chaotic. Even though I've tried to keep my distance but fate always seems to bring us together at the wrong time. This feeling is really torturous.

In the midst of the chaos of my feelings and thoughts, the cell phone that was on the table rang. I glanced at the square and saw Jonas's name written on it.

"Hello," I said after placing the device to my ear. "So how?" I continued asking.

"Me and that man are in the hospital now. He has been treated and is conscious too," Jonas replied.

"Thank goodness he's awake."

"But he demanded that Miss be responsible for hitting him," Jonas said with a sigh. I knew that man would definitely not accept Grace's treatment of him.

"Her name is Grace. Then?" I asked again asking for more information.

"Oh yes, Miss Grace. But you rest easy because I have CCTV evidence which shows that it is true that Miss Grace was only defending herself because the man was bothering her."

Didn't I say that Jonas is very reliable in any business. Everything will be fine in his hands.

"So that man won't bother Miss Grace anymore," Jonas added making me even more satisfied to hear that.

"Fine. Thanks for taking care of everything, Jonas," I said in a tone so proud of my secretary.

"You're welcome, Mr. Paul."

the call ended with me feeling stupid and naive. Actually, I also know that Jonas will be able to solve everything without having to involve Grace again.

Then why did I bring Grace to this villa?

Isn't it like I'm digging my own grave?

I bring myself to feel messy because right now I'm under the same roof with Grace.

Ah never mind. Thinking about it makes me even more dizzy. I'd better clean myself up and go to bed now. In this villa there are four rooms. three are downstairs and one is upstairs. I choose the biggest room that I always occupy when I come here.

I had finished cleaning myself and changed into my casual clothes. T-shirt and trousers. with my hair still a little wet and messy I headed for the kitchen. My throat feels so dry. Until someone called me with such a gentle tone.

"Uncle Paul?" her call made me turn around.

The first thing I saw was Grace's figure wearing an oversized white shirt. I think it's Al's shirt.

"I only got this shirt. Is it okay for me to wear it?" asked Grace in a tone so innocent. Not thinking of me desperately not looking at her body that is so perfect.

the shirt was big enough to cover her upper body but not long enough to cover those smooth thighs I had touched.

"Yes. It's okay. Because it looks like there really isn't any clothes for women here," I answered trying to be as calm as possible. even though my body is now hot

and cold with the scenery that is presented so beautifully. Which frustrates me because I can't touch it at all.

"Okay," Grace replied with a big smile. "I also want to drink, Uncle," she said again taking the bottle in my

hand. the woman just drank the water without caring if it was my ex.

Oh, damn it! Looks like tonight I'm going back out of control.

"Grace?" I called the woman's name with my slightly hoarse voice.

"Yes uncle?" Grace looked at me with her beady eyes that were so beautiful.

"What if we just forget about the deal the other day?" I asked.

Grace's forehead formed several lines of confusion. "The agreement about me having to forget what Uncle did to me at Uncle's house?"

I nodded slowly. little by little approaching Grace's body until we were only inches away. The woman didn't back down at all and instead looked at me.

"Yes."

After hearing my answer the woman looked down with a twisted expression on her face. "Actually, I also never want to forget it, Uncle," Grace said, raising her head again. "But because---ummpptthh."

That recognition was more than enough for me to act more. I immediately plugged Grace's lips with my passionate hot kiss.

Tonight you are mine, Grace.

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