Chapter 29: Chapter 29
Angelica
Releasing myself from the hug and convening all my emotions I ask him the question I was dreading the most. “When are we going to get married?” His lips switch to a chuckle holding in joy. “Within two weeks”
“So fast?” I ask him trying to restrain my tears. He tilts my head to kiss my cheek and whispers in my ear huskily. “I can’t hold myself anymore.” A shiver runs down my body as I try to adjudicate my absolute truth and repress my hands from shivering.
Holding myself to my last straw I try to leave the suffocating room but he stops me. Angelica, don’t you dare to cry, you are a strong woman. I blow the mantra into my ears and turn back to face the challenge. “Let us celebrate our engagement baby. I will book reservations in one of the restaurants and we can.....” I don’t let him complete. I am sorry Augustus but dad needs my attention. You know he just came back from the hospital.”
A flash of contrition was seen in his eyes but he conceals it with a smile. “I understand, we can plan it some other time.”
Half an hour later.....
Reaching home I burst open the entrance door. Throwing my purse in one of the sofa sets, I rush straight to my dad’s bedroom with my face over flowing in tears. Dad holds up himself from his bed completely appalled and perceives my breaking form. In quick strides he reaches and hugs me tight. “Princess, what happened to you?” He asks me gently stroking his fingers in my hair.
I gently push him away placing my hand on his chest and flash him the rock on my finger. “Dad I am engaged to that monster.” I burst into another sob and within moments his shirt gets dampened with my tears. Whispering soothing words, he wipes my tears away and gives a cheerful smile. “So finally the Romeo finishes the task much awaited. Congratulations! my princess.”
I look at him in shock. “Dad what are you saying? Probably you are mistaken. I am engaged to that beast Augustus Martin because he black mailed me.” Dad tips my chin to look at him and replies seriously. “Do you think I don’t know about it? I keep a track of everything that happens in my daughter’s life.”
He sighs looking towards the sky and runs a hand on his perfectly gelled gray hair and then his eyes meet mine ones again. “Princess not all stories are straight forward. Some have meanings beyond the lines which you can hardly imagine.” I look at him in ignorance unable to understand a single word of what he just spoke. He inhales a deep breath looking at me and speaks more. “Augustus is a puzzle. You have to solve him to know him better.”
“Dad...” I hold out exasperated. “Augustus is your biggest enemy’s son. Please do something to stop this marriage.” My dad shakes his head clearly disapproving my decision. “Princess had it been any other soul I would have beaten that person black and blue and fed his body to dogs and cats by now. There is no doubt. Xavier Martin is my biggest enemy on earth but the love for my daughter excels from all the other emotions I hold.” He gives me a straight forward answer allowing no room for any further discussion. “Just believe in my words Sunshine, Augustus will take good care of you. Only thing is his approach is different from others.” Dad gives a warm smile and pats my head.
Two days later....
I call my best friend Sasha to the ‘Night queen club’ and she obliges me immediately. It has been a long time since I partied and today I want to get drunk celebrating my doom and engagement with the world’s biggest apathetic businessman Augustus Martin.
We were sitting in one of the bar stools and drowning ourselves in alcohol. “One more shot of Tequila please....” I slur to the bar attainder. My friend was already busy on the dance floor with her boy friend Jake. “You know, earlier my freedom was restricted between 9-6 working hours but now it will be 24/7.” I tell the bar attainder with a sad smile. “I am here to celebrate my biggest downfall, my engagement with...” Suddenly I feel a hand covering my mouth restraining me from speaking any further. “You are going to wipe away every bit of my stature existing in the society.”
I pull his hand away from my lips and sludge narrowing my eyes “Why do you always have to be so much commanding and dominating. Take a break Augustus Martin. I am no longer your pawn working in your company.”
Augustus
I mumble a series of curses under my breath. There was no use of speaking with her now. I warned her never to touch alcohol. She is light weight and cannot hold such a strong drink. But Angelica is always her, stubborn and arrogant. Why doesn’t she listen to me? Holding her firmly in my arms I ask her in rising irritation. “Why can’t you hark me at least ones?”
She giggles holding my cheeks and runs a hand slowly on my shadows. I close my eyes savouring her touch and my voice comes out strained. “This is not the place Angelica...” Her vision gradually diverts from my eyes to my lips. Desire was evident in her eyes and probably mine reflected the same. “Kiss me.” Her eyes were pleading. “Angelica you are going to repent this tomorrow when you sober up.” I mutter to her but she turns a deaf ear and pulls my head towards her.
Her slender fingers go to my neck nudging me closer to her lips and then her lips land on mine.
Delicious sensations envelope me but I control every bit of self to lift her up bridal style and place some dollar bills on the counter for the bar attainder. “I haven’t finished my drink.” She whines like a school kid holding my neck and pointing to the counter through her eyes. I give her one look and she pouts resting her head on my shoulder. “You are so bossy.” I wrap my lips in a thin line restraining myself from a smile eager to come out.
Placing her on the passenger seat, I secure a seat belt upon her. “Had my friend not called me, you would have been in the bed of some man whore by now.” I try to make her understand things but it was of no use. Her eyes were already dropping close.
Within fifteen minutes we were in front of my mansion. In quick strides I try to reach my bedroom and place her on the bed to rest but it was too late. She stirs in her half conscious state and empties the contents in her stomach on my shirt and partly on her dress.
Shit! I immediately rush her to the bathroom, open the tap of the sink helping her rinse her mouth and run the shower. “What the hell, why is the shower running upon me? My dress is drenched.” She gets back firing at me in her drunken state. “You are drunk.” I tell her in an irate. “Excellent observation.” She compliments and pulls my cheek but suddenly turns stoical. “My head is spinning.”
I help her in removing her dress, under garments and she covers her breasts with her hands. “You are not supposed to see me naked.” She pouts. I blow into a smile. “I am your fiancée baby. We are half married already. So there is no problem of me seeing you naked.” I clear her worries and start undressing myself resting only in boxers.
Rubbing the shampoo on her silky hair, I rinse her tresses thoroughly and get to apply soap on her inviting body. My hands slowly move from her hands to her shoulders and then to her perfect breasts. I take a deep breath trying to calm my growing libido allowing my arms to rest there for a few more seconds and then drop downwards to her belly. Cleaning her, my fingers work on her thin long legs and gradually rise upwards to her upper thighs. Making steady moves my digits slightly rub on her feminine part and she trembles igniting in me the sleeping venereal feelings.
I couldn’t hold myself anymore. Standing up erect I pull her by her neck closer to my face and place my lips on hers. She quivers with my touch as I bring her naked form closer to me. In heavy breathes I hold her firm to my body and rub my manhood to her core. The material of my boxers was the only restriction between both of us. Oh God please give me the strength to hold myself. I kiss her lips ones again and bring her out of the shower.
Opening the closet were varieties of dresses I specifically chose for her while I was visiting different places around the world. I pull out one of my favourite night wears and dress her in it.
Tomorrow will be the outbreak of a Tsunami when she opens her eyes in my bedroom.