Chapter 9: Chapter 9
Adrian
I open my eyes to something moving on my chest. For a moment I felt unorganised and then I could smell her scent, the fruity floral feminine perfume that blew my mind away in the first glimpse itself. I smile and run my hands in her hair.
She flutters her eyes open and looks at me raising her head in a smile. Her beautiful smiles were always contagious. "Good morning! Had a good sleep?" I ask her feeling avid. My cock goes rigid in a matter of seconds seeing her smiling lips. My hand was around her shoulders and her head was on my chest. I remove the strands of hair falling on her face with my other hand and kiss her forehead.
She nods and I uncover the sheets covering her inviting body. I hover on top of her, dip my head down and suck on her globes. My fingers go between her legs simultaneous pleasuring on her womanhood. After another two hours of mind blowing love making with awesome orgasms, I try to move out from the bed.
"Come on get ready, I will drop you home and go to my office." She stops and asks me in the sign language. "Did you inform dad I was staying here yesterday night." I fondle her cheeks mesmerized by their softness. "What do you think?"
I ask her thoughtful immersed in her captivating chocolate browns. She points to the place of my heart and makes a circle with her index finger and thumb, all other fingers pointing upwards. "My heart is beautiful?"
"Thank you so much and yes like you thought I informed your dad. I know your parents are possessive about you and I understand about their concern that arose because of your handicap." I walk to the exit of the bedroom. She holds my wrist pointing to the washroom.
Chris puts her left palm below her right and flicks her right up and down as though she is flipping the pancakes. I read her language. "You will cook?" She nods frantically and smiles simultaneous. "Can you cook?" She twists her lips down as though in a cry and motions her hands in fists to her eyes.
"Okay...okay. I understand you know to cook." I bow dramatic with my hand on my belly and the other directing her to the cooking room. While she walks to the kitchen, I go to the washroom to have a shower. After my bath I had a delicious breakfast of scrambled eggs, toast, bacon and a glass of pineapple juice made by my little girl. "You cook excellent Christina..." I compliment kissing both her cheeks.
My hand reaches the pocket of my pants suddenly getting me nervous. Chris is not like her. She is not a tactical woman like Amaira but a lassie with a beautiful heart. I try to pep talk and encourage myself. I had been dumped once my heart doesn't hold the power to accept a rejection once again.
All these years I held my heart firm fearing the ache but to drop at this beautiful pristine colleen. My fingers traced the matte material of the cream coloured square box inside my pant pocket. Playing the fingers of Chris anxious, I drop to my knee repeating a mantra myself. If she says 'no' then I wouldn't shatter unlike before. I will respect her feelings and continue to hold our friendship instead of running away from her in disappointment.
"Chris you are the prettiest woman with the most beautiful heart I had ever laid my eyes. You are funny, sweet and immaculate. I wish I could hold you beside me forever. Will you grant me the happiness of being your husband and cherish you like my most sacred possession for the rest of my life?"
Chris drops down to the floor in front of me, hugs me tight and sobs into my chest. Holding my cheeks in her soft hands she nods in smiles with tears in her eyes after kissing my forehead. She types the letters on her phone and shows it to me. "I love you the same as you do and desired you as my husband since a year. I fantasized you as my partner and consider myself fortunate to have you as my groom, a man who holds such a caring heart not only for me but to everyone in the world."
The words I read on her phone made me the happiest man on earth. I kiss her momentous and grave like she was the recompense for all the sorrows, fears I suffered in my past life. Holding her hand I slipped the diamond ring to her finger. She runs her fingers softly on it and kisses it meeting my eyes ecstatic. "Do you like the ring?" She nods and writes again on her phone. "Your ring is as beautiful as your heart."
I hold her hands in mine and tell her sincerely. "I do not forgive people easy, Chris. My heart is not beautiful and holy like you think. It is retributive and filled with vengeance. It is only for you that I'm like this. You are my weakness as well my strength. You are the only woman in this world who has the power to destroy me or build me at the same time."
"I have a request." She pulls her hands together (a namaste - an Indian way of saying hello). "What is it?" I hold her chin in smiles and pull us back on our feet. "Though I could understand your lips to most of the words you spoke, I couldn't read a few. I want to perceive and treasure each of the words you said. Can you please write the words for me?" I burst into chuckles. "Of course my love..." I take the phone from her hands and type the letters she sets her heart on.
Her eyes twinkle in jubilation like hundred fluorescent lights flying in the night sky after reading the words. She holds my both hands in hers and brings them to her lips kissing each of them one after other. I chortle in glee and bring her in between my arms.
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Three months later
After our engagement I insisted on Chris to stay with me in my house. We plan to marry in another three months. Morning sex had always been an enriching experience to both of us. After a long time eventful love making I arrived to office at half past ten. I was late to work but I don't care for anything as long as it is to make my fiancée happy.
Being behind the schedule I had urgent meetings lined up but I was to finish my engagements faster and reach back home. Today I am taking Christina to a world famous physician who held a record in curing cases of deaf and dumb. I am positive about my approach and wish the super power would help us too.
It was twelve in the afternoon after I finished all the important meetings. I called my receptionist and told her to call me only on an emergency. I pick my coat from the back of my leather chair and was about to reach the exit when I notice a chaos at the reception.
I called Jennie to find out the reason for the disturbance but before she could answer, a fuming lady barges inside my room getting rid of Jennie's arm. My stance goes seethed and my hands form to fists the immediate moment that I see her.
I was meeting her exactly after eleven years, nine months and twenty six days yet my nub goes to a smoulder looking at her. All the years, time, the sweet moments we shared with each other and finally her insult, the libel, defame she caused to my guiltless love came back reeling out in my head like a dangerous hurricane. My lips form a thin line consumed in simmer.
Looking at her face I deciphered she wasn't able to recognize me and felt exultant. I perceive the accident a blessing in disguise and snort out an air of relief. "Sir I tried to stop her but she is too strong in her muscle." Jennie gave out a disgusting look towards Amaira and walked towards the exit before closing the door behind her.
"Mr Martin this lady was hell bent against me in meeting you. She had been cancelling my appointments with you since the last six months telling me lies that you are out of the country." Amaira accused Jennie no sooner we were left to the privacy. "Is this a bloody WWF woman's wrestling?" I shout my words at her. "It is my will on who the people I wish to meet. You are no one to decide on that. My secretary acts according to my orders. I'm busy. Now if you may leave... "I show her towards the door. "I have some urgent personal work to take care." I walk to the exit pulling up my coat to my shoulders not waiting for her response.
"Is it?" Her tone held a ferocious irate but I'm no more the sixteen year old innocent lover boy. "I was here to deal with you amicable but it feels like you will learn your lessons the hard way." I stop on my tracks and turn back, my eyes flashing the rays of a rancorous monster. "You are the sole mammoth who brought our firm to a conquest. You are the reason my enterprise is running in losses. You stole the money of my company......"
"Enough" I roar minatory and walk in slow predatory steps towards her. She raises her head to meet my eyes in a trepid. "Not one more word from that nauseating mouth of yours." She immediately closes her lips and looks at me in fright walking backwards.
"I am a successful and a renowned business man, one of the top billionaire's of this country. I can file charges on you for the menace you created here in my workplace. But..." I pause for a moment for her to digest my next words. "I don't mistreat woman and that is why you are here in one piece with your hands and legs intact." I insert my hands in my pant pockets and look down at her in a threatening whisper. "Get out of my office. Otherwise my security will help you out in not much a peaceful way." Hitting my final words upon her I walk out of my room without turning back.