Semua Bab His' (+18): Bab 81 - Bab 90

~~~ CHASE'S DARK EYES didn't flutter for a second as he stared out of his study room window at the petite girl playing around with her cat in the garden and a wide smile dancing on her lips, oblivious to his unwavering stares. "I love you," Even after a week of hearing those three words, they still rang like bells in his head, reminding him that he was yet to break another person's heart just like he had done to Saige. He couldn't love Sophia. He was incapable of love because he wasn't made for it. That strong feeling didn't exist in his world because it was destructive, at least, that was what he was taught. But then, the fact that love wasn't an existing feeling in their world wasn't the problem. The main problem was from him. The main problem was him. He was the main problem. He couldn't reciprocate those feelings because reciprocating them would be as good as giving Sophia hopes for the future, and they didn't have a future together. He couldn't have a future together with a

~~~ SOPHIA STARED AT she and Chase's intertwined fingers with a smile as she laid on his chest while his back was on bed after another mind-blowing sex in his bedroom from the study. His cock was still inside her and none of them made an attempt to move away. Chase's fingers that were drawing small circles on her back halted before he continued again. “What are you thinking of?" Sophia managed to look up at him, and her smile widened. “Has anyone ever told you that your fingers are beautiful?" Chase smiled. “You have,” He leaned in and pecked her nose. “A lot of times," Sophia placed her head back on his chest and dropped a peck on the skin. “I love you," Chase went still, unable to say a word again. Sophia looked up at him with a smile again. “I love you," He rasped out. "Gattina," {"Kitten"} "Don't stop me, please,” She dropped her eyes and dragged her nose on his chest slightly. “Don’t stop me from telling you how I feel," "Sophia, you-," He was cut in by the sound of hi

~~~ SOPHIA WALKED DOWN the stairs with a smile on her face. Her smile disappeared the moment she bumped into Saige at the foot of the stairs. Saige was smiling as if the world had been laid atop of her palms. "Hey, Soph," Sophia stared at her for a few seconds before replying. "Hey," She passed her a tight-lipped smile. “How are you feeling now?" "I'm fine, thanks,” Saige’s smile widened. “I didn't expect you to ask about my health, though," Sophia frowned. “Why?" "Why not?” Saige asked. “You seem not to like me because I'm uhh-getting married to the man you're infatuated with," "Just because I love someone you're getting married to gives me no reason to hate you, Saige," Sophia replied. “And for your information, I’m not infatuated by Chase,” Sophia leaned in and snarled right on Saige's face. "I. Love. Him," Saige scoffed and took a step backwards. “As if he feels the same about you," Sophia glared at Saige. “He would come around soon. I’m sure he hasn't realized how he fee

~~~ THE CAR PULLED up in front of a huge, white building with a screech, which had Sophia's heart jumping in her throat. She turned to look at the building and then at Chase who was seated beside her, looking as calm as ever, as if he wasn't the same angry man before they left the Romano compound earlier. "What are we doing here?” She frowned, looking back at the building, then at him. “A marriage bureau? Why?" Chase looked at the driver and Alessandro. "Lasciaci," {"Leave us"} They chorused. "Si, Don" And then, they were out of the car, leaving Sophia and Chase alone. {"Yes, Don"} Before Sophia could say a thing, she was pulled into Chase's lap. His hands held her shoulders in a tight yet gentle manner. He rasped out. “Gattina," {"Kitten"} Sophia's frown deepened. “Chase," "Fuck" He threw his head back on the chair and closed his eyes, adding to Sophia's confusion again. “I don't want you to get hurt, Sophia. I can't watch you in pain," Sophia swallowed. “What’s this all a

~~~ THE BATHROOM DOOR opened, and Sophia walked out of it, dressed in a white, silky, strapped night dress with its robe hung over her shoulders, both stopping below her knees, that Chase made her wear. Her hands that were using a towel to dry her hair stopped when her eyes fell on the suddenly changed room. The room was decorated with candles. There were rose petals laid on the bed and a table for two was set in the middle of the room. Before she could move any further into the room, a strong, warm, and muscular pair of arms were wrapped around her waist from behind and her hands fell limp at her sides along with the towel. The moment the scent of sandalwood hit her nostrils, she knows who it was. Her body tingled, and goose bumps erupted all over her skin when he buried his face in the crook of her neck, making her breath hitch in her throat. His voice came out husky against her skin. “Tell me you like it," A small smile slipped into her face, and she placed her hands on his a