All Chapters of A Second Chance With Arthur?: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

CarlyDifferent people greeted Arthur as I followed him, from the businessmen who sat at the high table to the boys moving around to serve drinks. They all seemed familiar with him. Their eyes filled with respect, and for a moment, it seemed as though they were on the verge of bowing to him, yet hesitation held them.And at the back of my head, my voice says he might be the owner, but it was illegal, not only for the activities going on, but also because Arthur was young. He was twenty and still in high school, but looking at him, Arthur didn’t seem out of place; instead, he looked like he owned it.When have the powerful followed the rules?Another thing was, no one was meeting my gaze. It was as if they were avoiding me on purpose. I should find it comforting not being stared at, but it was strange, like I was invisible. It was obvious I didn't belong with my uniform, yet on one question.We reached an end, and Arthur stepped forward to open a door which I didn't notice because of t

CarlyMy mood was sore, and I couldn't place a reason to it. We stepped down from the car and I followed Father behind to avoid the constant camera flashing. Though no matter how much I hid, I was going to still appear then it would be wiped off because Grandfather was against me being known till I'm of proper age. We entered the hall filled with businesspeople. And many flooded Father, greeting him. Some looked at me in acknowledgment while they spoke to father who boasted proudly of me, but it was all a display. There were people of my age and they all socialized but I wanted to go home. I had missed the night study and even left school early. Once again, Arthur was absent from school today. I wasn't bothered, I had said to myself but the more time passed, the more I looked at his seat. I couldn't deny that I was getting used to his presence. But why? Because he saved me? “Your daughter is beautiful and remarkable. She took after you. I heard she is the school’s president. My

CarlyI drowned in the warmth of his body as the kiss deepened. His tongue clashes against mine, the sweetness enveloping my brain. His mouth left mine and met my neck.“Ah,” Little sounds that I couldn't recognize as mine sounded from me as I closed my eyes, allowing him to savor his tastes.“You taste so good.” Arthur moaned as he slid his tongue into mine. He suddenly lifted me, and I gasped as his hand found my cheeks over the gown. But we didn't break the kiss; instead, it turned fierce, and I felt my self-control slipping away. For the first time, I didn't mind.I'm placed gently on the bed, and Arthur half lies on me. He broke the kiss and stared at me.We locked gaze as I breathed heavily, my chest moving up and down.“You are so beautiful, Carly.” His words sent butterflies down my stomach at the affection and the look he gave.Slowly, I felt his hand on my stomach, then it trailed down, his eyes were still on me as if asking, exploring, and slowly it found my legs. I should

Arthur I was annoyed as hell at not seeing Carly in school. The past days have been bitter yet sweet. Somehow, I discovered she was the cure for my episode, and I couldn't stop thinking of her. The night after the James incident, I had fucking needed her so much that I didn't know when I waited at the convenience store. I didn't know when it started but my thoughts were filled with her, and I wanted to see her. And when I saw her and forced her to follow me to the clubhouse? I fucking wanted to kiss when I went close to her, but I wasn't going to be a jerk and do it without her being willing. I wanted her to be comfortable so I had asked everyone to mind their business before I got there. Yet, just when I thought there was a chance, she bolted out, but I could wait. I was never patient, but I could for her. Because I knew she wanted me too. She might not show it, but I could tell from her eyes. And it might have started when I saved her from James. Thanks to the motherfucker,

CarlyI never thought I would ride on a bike, but being behind Arthur as the strong breeze blew my hair, it was worth a dream to have. Arthur was filled with surprises and too much boldness. I never expected him to come find me. He was fearless, barging into my home so late. I should be alarmed at his behavior, but I was glad. Glad that he came for me, because the past two days, I was drowning in darkness. “Hold on tight, Princess,” Arthur yelled over the winds. I hesitated, but then it was only right to hold on to him, there was no reason to be shy as we had even been intimate. I wrapped my hands on his stomach and drew my body to his hard back. It was comfortable. Comfortable enough that I could sleep if given a chance. The more I held onto him, the more comfortable I was. “How do you feel?” Arthur yelled. I should answer him, but I felt too tired to reply. And for the first time, I didn't fight the sleep that threatened to take me out of the world. ******ArthurShe said