CHAPTER 22IRENE'S POV" The deal was back on…"In a way I didn't know if to feel excited about that but of information or not but I felt indifferent toward it.The sound of his voice saying this echoed in my mind after he was gone, one fact remained however and that had to with the fact that he was angry or rather pissed about something I had knowledge of, the fact that I had gotten angry and pissed him offIt turned out that I had pushed him right into another woman's arm.I was not quite sure of my claim but the feminine cologne was so noticable and it filled the air in quite a remarkable manner.He had been with a woman doing heaven knows what and while he had made it clear if his intent not to be loyal I couldn't help but feel a little but jealous.Why wouldn't I?I was quite aware of how he chose to be a bit sweet with other women but not myself, he had shown spark of what James Fraser was when he was romantic and wild and other times, I have had to deal with his dark side.T

CHAPTER 24JAMES POVOne fact I loved was to be begged. Thefire dissipated into that created a heat in my soul spreading tingles throughout my body as I watchedA fire nothing could quench as she lay against the bed, slack, she pulsed around his fingers, as Ionly made out with my inner thigh and continued to slowly move my fingers in and out until it stopped.I never planned for any of this to happen.Did I want it?Definitely.Sex with her had been something pending, from the moment I had seen her, it had looked like something pending.It was going to happen either way if I liked it or not and there was nothing I could do to stop it.I wanted control over all of this, I let out a shaky breath, as she ran her fingers through my hair, not ready to let it go. It was the first orgasm I had ever brought her to.I hated to admit it but watching that looked like the most fascinating thing ever it almost looked almost addictive.My hands ran up her thighs, and I could feel the nerves in her

CHAPTERIRENE'S POVI didn't see him till well past six p.m and it got me wondering if he was going to keep doing this thing where he walked away when the situation got too hot.I stood in the balcony of the bedroom watching through the glass as he alighted from his convertible as he made way to the car.He did look up for a minute and our gazes met, right there in his hands was a bouquet and a bottle of red wine.I could hear his shoes as they clicked on the hallway, in the evening that was so cold and quiet, no fire flies, no nightingales …just us.It was all in my head, I could tell what he was going to do—I could tell he wanted to apologise and get over the matter as fast as he could.The truth was we were two people who never got to know each other and it was affecting us in everyway.He took longer time coming up and just I was was about asking myself the reason behind this mist especially after hearing his footsteps down hallway a soft music played through the room.This devil

CHAPTER 28IRENE'S POVIt was a dark night but in a way it was beautiful. It was the first time we were venturing outside to the outside world after getting together, so you can imagine the anxiety that filled the atmosphere.I pulled on my lips in thought. The idea that he was looking so sweet was getting at me and I just wanted to sleep with him more.We walked in together amidst cheers and flashes from the paparazzi.I made a good effort to smile as we made our way in. With just his hand around the small of my waist and his presence by my side warming me from the inside out we walked cautiously— He looked like he knew almost everyone as he said hello to this person or that as we made our way in.James guided me down a red-carpeted hall. The lighting of the surroundings was low, and the aura surrounding us carried a hint of freshness and the scent of expensive cologne.It was an exclusive restaurant and a smile pulled on my lips, at how most women looked toward our direction

CHAPTER 30JAMESWalking out and seeing right there made my heart met into fluid, hot lava poured through my emotions and the only way I could tame every bit of it was get away as fast as possible.I had been a fool to believe this woman was capable of change,all she had done all this while was to give me more reasons why I should not believe in change as a concept.At first, I was staring at the right person as the last memory I had of the face was on the day she had returned home all drunk.My mind kept going into overdrive concluding on different reasons why he should be there and the more it did, the more inconclusive it made the whole issue look like.Was he her lover?Do they have something doing together-Or rather was he a part of her past she didn't want to let go off…All this thought took over my mind and like a disease I could feel it burrowing deep and deeper into my conscience.The trip home was in silence, I couldn't bring myself to say any word to her as I was fearfu