บททั้งหมดของ Return Of Billionaire Heiress : บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

~Esperanza's POV~ The sun was setting. It's soft, dim rays covered the area as the water soundly splashed against the rocks. Thick splashes of water didn't feel brutal, but calming enough to ease the tension in the heart with its slow, splashing sound. We had a perfect place outside the villa to enjoy the view, weather, and dinner with two chairs, a table, and a small fireplace in front of them to keep us cozy. This... This was perfect. Coming straight out of some daydream. It even had a small crib for Asher to sleep with his favorite blanket in it. It all looked as if it were planned carefully. Slowly with care. My eyes fell on Diego. He changed into a sky-blue linen shirt and white pants that matched the vibe of the place. His hair was all over his head due to the wind, but he still managed to look as handsome as ever. He knows how to pull off everything. I might not be able to identify every single color he wears, but I can perfectly see what style suits him

~Diego's POV~ The night was quietly... great. Every time I came to this place, I had questions in mind. A crowd in my head that I couldn't shake off no matter how hard I tried. I never slept after coming here. I just sat by the lake eating and drinking all my pain. But last night was different. I brought someone here for the first time. I shared this place with someone I started loving. And she made every second here worth it. Her eyes were filled with confusion. With a fear that wasn't related to Asher, but to her. I saw uncertainty in her eyes. Discomfort while being around me. It wasn't because she was uncomfortable or scared of me, but because she was too comfortable around me. I noticed how she didn't flinch when I touched her cheek. How her eyes fell on my lips when I inched closer to her... I wanted to kiss her. I badly wanted to capture her pink lips between mine and lock the moment right there under the dim sky and fresh breeze, but... I had t

~Esperanza's POV~ I couldn't be at peace even for a second. The moment the car stopped in front of the villa, I dashed inside, calling Diego over and over. "Diego?" "Diego, where are you?" "Asher!" Oh god... Where the hell are they? Where could they possibly be that my voice isn't reaching them? I checked every single room... My room. TV room. The other two rooms on the floor, but they were nowhere in sight. Where could they be? Is it possible that anyone came here and... I shook my head... That can't be possible. Nobody can reach Diego's place. It's just not possible! I ran to the first floor. The door of the second room was slightly ajar. I ran into the room and my heart dropped. Diego and Asher... "God... I'm going to smack both of you!" I yelled but my yell didn't matter. They were both still fast asleep. Soundly sleeping right next to each other, not giving a damn about the world. I took a deep breath and sat on the corner of

~Diego's POV~ Dressed in a peach, thin-strap floral dress that reached her knees, she sat by the lake with her legs dipped into the water. Her hair was tied in a clip, letting a few strands of her hair fall over her face that shone under the orange sky. Her eyes were fixed on the slow movements of water. There was no smile on her face, just a little glow of the setting sun that enhanced her soft facial features. And Asher was still sleeping on the couch. I'm damn sure I didn't mix sleeping pills in his milk and my espresso... Then why did we both slept like we worked for days without closing our eyes for once? I sat beside Esperanza, "So... Do I need to ask how you pulled that off or are you going to tell me on your own?" "Depends..." She quietly said. "On what?" "If you are willing to talk..." Me? About what? "Your nightmares..." She whispered. Her eyes met mine. The emptiness that I first saw on her face and in her eyes when I came here

~Esperanza's POV~ I didn’t move. Not because I didn’t want to. But because I did. His breath was still hovering over my lips. Warm. Steady. And patient. My heart wasn’t beating normally anymore. It was pounding against my ribs like it wanted to escape my chest and embarrass me for how badly I wanted this. 'Back away if it’s lust…' 'If it isn’t…' God. Why did he have to say it like that? My fingers were still gripping his shirt. I could feel the warmth of his body under the thin fabric. It's solid and real. It's not disappearing. It was not cold like the last man who stood this close to me. I swallowed. This wasn’t lust. This wasn't what we had before... This was more than that. Lust felt rushed, desperate, and hungry, but this... This felt steady. So calm and hot that I felt like wanting him in more ways than I ever thought. My breath trembled as I lifted my eyes to his. He wasn’t forcing me. He wasn’t pulling me in with his warm touches. He was wait