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When love strikes    Chapter 12
12DavisAnnabel let out a huge scream, "What? Why do I have to stay on the couch?"I calmly unfastened my wristwatch, placing it on the sleek coffee table. "Because it's my home, and I make the decisions."As I prepared to head into my room, Annabel intercepted, her tone challenging, "Do you have another room or not?"I paused, meeting her gaze. "Well, I do, but it's occupied. Tomorrow it will get cleared out, and I guess you can stay there."" Ugh fine, I will stay on the couch. How annoying" she said taking off earrings and dropping it on the table beside the chair. "And another thing," Annabel quipped, "I need to bathe."I raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise. "Three bathrooms, pick one. Just stay away from my master's bedroom."Her eyes narrowed playfully, a mischievous glint in them. "Even when we... you know, you didn't take me there either.."I chuckled, unable to resist the opportunity to banter. "Wow, I must be so good in bed that you can't get that day off your mind, Mrs.
When love strikes    Chapter thirteen
AnneMy face still burned from the unexpected encounter with Davis earlier. Images of the not-so-subtle display of his anatomy replayed in my mind. It was hard to shake off the memory – quite literally. I mean it was so hard. Why was I even thinking about that? I scolded myself, attempting to divert my attention. I needed to focus on class. Economics is undoubtedly better than… well, you know.It was a meeting of the top five student. A project in economics. I needed to handle. After this i know I would not be coming back to this school again. I immersed myself in the lecture, desperately trying to bury any distracting thoughts beneath the weight of economic theories and graphs. The complexities of supply and demand were far more important than any personal distractions, or so I tried to convince myself.But still I can't help but reason that thick hard… oh God. Just as I began to regain some semblance of focus, my teacher disrupted the lecture with a question that snapped me bac
When love strikes    Chapter fourteen
DavisYet, as I observed her, an unexpected surge of protectiveness welled up inside me.However, why? She could handle her battles.I shook my head, attempting to remove the lingering sentiments. Ours was a marriage on paper, a deal sealed for appearances and family expectations.Yet, as Anna confronted the harsh realities of her world, I found myself entangled in emotions I hadn't thought I would be capable of.The air in the room grew heavier as I grappled with reconciling my logical detachment with this newfound concern for her wellbeing.She was my wife term that carried more weight than I initially acknowledged. Was it the responsibility that came with the title, or was there something else, something beneath the surface, that bound me to her?I couldn't pinpoint the source of this unexpected connection, but as she spoke about the challenges she faced, a subtle empathy emerged."I can't argue with the fact that it's a marriage of convenience," I shrugged, my tone carrying a hint
When love strikes    Chapter 15
AnnaWeary, I stumbled into our shared space, my mind cluttered with the weight of overdue assignments.A groan slipped out, evidence of the fatigue from juggling university tasks and this newfound marriage.Opting to wash off the stress, I shuffled to the bathroom.The water's calming flow offered a temporary break, but upon emerging, a subtle realization hit me. One room had transformed, stripped down to just a bed and a note.Approaching cautiously, curiosity got the best of me. The note, unmistakably Davis Howard's, had its share of quirks."This ain't a master's bedroom, but it's doable. Paint it, however - D."Reluctance pulled at my lips, a forced smile forming. His unexpected gesture had a hint of consideration, a quiet nod to my existence, an effort to make this setup a tad more bearable. Still, the messiness of our connection lingered.The smile vanished as quickly as it came, replaced by a lingering weariness. Davis Howard, a name synonymous with charm and schemes. I couldn
When love strikes    Chapter 16
Anna."Henry…" I said, my words laced with unease. Encountering my ex in front of me during this drunken moment was not the best idea.My heart skipped a beat as he stumbled closer, his intoxicated gaze fixating on my masked face. "Anna, damn… you look so beautiful with a mask on," he slurred, his words punctuated by the pungent scent of alcohol.A wave of discomfort washed over me as he pulled me into an embrace, holding me against his unsteady chest. "I miss you.""Henry, let go," I insisted, attempting to disentangle myself from his grasp.The weight of him being close to me felt suffocating, and the memories of our past together resurfaced in an unwelcome flood.He tightened his hold, his movements fueled by alcohol-induced recklessness. "Anna, don't you get it? I need you," he declared, his breath hot against my face."Henry back off!! we're over. You can't just show up like this," I protested, my voice carrying a mixture of frustration and fear.His grip on me tightened, and he
When love strikes    Chapter 17
AnnaThe Howard home exuded opulence, a blend of modern luxury and classic elegance. I found myself surrounded by plush furnishings and high ceilings as I entered the grand dining room, adorned with crystal chandeliers. The aroma of a lavish meal filled the air."Welcome to our humble abode, Annabella," Davis greeted, his tone masking any hint of discord. The table was set impeccably, a stark contrast to my usual modest lifestyle.I smiled in response, my eyes scanning the elaborate spread. My father, trying to maintain a composed demeanor, whispered an apology for the unfamiliarity of the setting.Mrs. Howard, a woman of refined tastes, observed me closely. The awkwardness was palpable as I, unused to such formalities, fumbled slightly with the cutlery. Mrs. Howard, attempting to conceal her disapproval, couldn't hide the slight tightening of her lips."Anna, dear, the fork goes on the left," Davis whispered discreetly, a flicker of amusement in his eyes."I-I knew that," I stammered
When love strikes    Chapter 18
DavisI didn't know why I suggested this. Such closeness between her and me. The night air was cool, the moon casting a gentle glow on the landscape as our horses meandered towards a peaceful stream. The rhythmic sound of hooves and the soothing rustle of leaves created a tranquil melody, a stark contrast to the chaotic world we were part of.Reaching the stream, the horses bent down to drink, their movements graceful in the moonlight. I couldn't help but steal glances at Annabella, her silhouette illuminated by the soft glow. The night held a certain magic, and for a moment, I forgot that I did not want to care about her or the problems that surrounded us.Her hair was flowing in the wind. Her side profile is majestic.As we sat by the stream, gazing at the stars reflecting in the water, an impulsive idea struck me. "Want to dance?"Annabella's eyes widened in surprise. "Dance? Here?"I simply nodded. "Why not? It's a beautiful night, and I'm in the mood."She hesitated for a moment
When love strikes    Chapter 19
AnnaMy hand shook as I looked for the lighter. The room was filled with the soothing fragrance of incense, a familiar ritual to honor Mum's memory. I lit the incense, the flame dancing before settling into a steady glow. As the room filled with the subtle aroma, my father entered, his eyes catching the flicker of sadness in mine."You seem upset, sweetheart," he observed, his tone gentle.I sighed, sinking into the chair. "My day was ruined. Mrs. Howard, she... I don't think she likes me much."My father chuckled a warm sound that carried a lifetime of understanding. "You never used to care about what people thought. Why now?"I looked away, the weight of the day settling on my shoulders. "I'm just doing this for Mum. It's important to her memory."He reached out, wrapping his arms around me, and kissed my forehead. "Always for Mum. But remember, you don't need to please everyone, especially if it compromises your happiness."I nestled into his embrace, finding comfort in his words.
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