CHAPTER TEN She looked up at me.Oh.... I gasped."You!" we both said simultaneously.She was just as shocked to see me as I was to see her. From the distance were I hid, her hair had looked Orange but now that I was right in front of her, it was red.The girl that had flirted during Adan's game!She looked even more stunning up close. I could tell she was still badly shaken by what had just happened even though she was smiling. Her body trembled."Are you alright? Did he hurt you?" I moved closer taking her hands to examine them.She shook her head. "No, no. He didn't."Even her voice was unstable. She must have been really scared about the whole thing. It was good I showed up when I did or he would have succeeded. That was something I didn't want to think about.My eyes turned to the drunk man passed out on the floor. He was breathing steady but I couldn't leave him like that.The big guy came out from his hiding place to observe the scene. Immediately she saw him, she tensed up. I

CHAPTER TWELVE ERIC'S POV She walked into my room as if she was familiar with the place. It was as if I'd fallen asleep and was dreaming my fantasy. The only difference was that this felt so real."Aren't you coming?" She called as she climbed into my bed.I took a breath to steady my heart as it raced in a mad fury. The closer I walked to the bed, the more my heart banged with a maddening force.I joined her in bed scooping in just beside her. My whole body vibrated with need yet I kept an acceptable distance from her body.Just an inch closer and we would make contact. Flesh touching flesh. Skin rubbing skin.The silence was too much to handle yet as I searched my mind, there was nothing I could think of to say. It was as if my brain had gone on a break.I made a sound clearing my throat. It echoed in the dark room. Every single move she made could be felt on the bed. I tried to steady my breathing. If I wasn't careful then she would surely hear my heartbeat. It was running at a

Eric's POVI didn't know what to make of the situation that happened just a few minutes ago. Ever since I collapsed on my bed, I found it extremely hard to get up. How could I when it felt like my world was crumbling down beside me?I found it hard to believe within myself that the same girl I trusted enough to bring into the palace. The same girl I was so worried about I didn't want her to spend an entire night outside during the cold. The very same girl we spent the same night on the same bed, pleasuring each other to stupor. I couldn't believe that the same girl had thought nothing wrong about betraying me.How could I have been so draft? How could I have let her deceive me just like that? Why didn't I see beneath the fake skin she was wearing to the real one? Now that I thought about it, her excuse of getting lost while with her friends seemed flimsy. Heck, everything about her felt and sounded completely fake. I was sure that the reason she approached me in the first instance wa

Ariel's POVFor three days after I returned to the house, I couldn't help but think about how I would be able to get my Dada to release me from the home imprisonment he kept me in. Even as I paced to and fro the length of the room I was in, no idea came to me. I balked at how it was becoming increasingly hard to think straight these days. Each time I sat down to think, only the thought of Eric and what he would do to me came. I would spend hours and hours fantasising about the man. By the time I realize that I needed to think of a way to get out of the mess I was in in order to actually see him, I would start thinking of an escape plan. Barely five minutes into the deep thinking, I would find myself thinking about Eric again... just like I currently was.I was floating on top of my bed. My hands were on my breasts and I kept culling and squeezing them the same way I saw Eric did that day at the beach. I moaned as I imagined it was his hands playing with my breasts instead of mine. St

Ariel's POVIt felt like my ears just deceived me. I blinked once, then twice. I looked at the man who had just finished pleasuring me -the tingles and soreness between my legs were the testament of that fact- like he was out of his mind. And perhaps he was. Otherwise, why would he sprout such nonsense about arresting me? And that too for what? For stealing? Me?I looked at him and shook my head. Sure that I heard him wrong. I waited for him to take his words back, but he didn't. When a minute or two passed with nothing from him to refute his words, I lifted up my tied hands and tapped him on the shoulder to get his attention. The eyes he turned on me were so cold and stony, I shivered."Are you serious about arresting me?" I inquired from him. The river made a ripple effect and I was reminded of the fact that I was gone for too long. If I didn't return back to my room as soon as possible, there was every possibility that my father would find out about my disappearance. It that happen