Loving You Again

chapter 43

Mature content

After staying in her car for all the evening, Myrah decided to go to the penthouse.

She opened the door and sighed heavily. It had been one heck of a day.

She kicked the shoes from her feet and carelessly threw the bag on the couch.

She went in the room and slumped lazily on the bed. She felt as it she had all the burden on the world on her shoulders.

Tears were flowing from her eyes. What did her life become?

She stared at the ceiling blankly.

After some minutes, she blow out her cheek in exhaustion. And rubbed her face. She went in the shower and stripped herself. She took a warm shower letting the water relax her. She put a bathrobe around herself and got out of the bathroom.

She gasped and got startled when she saw a figure sitting on the sofa chair. But somehow relaxed, seeing who it was.

"What are you doing here?" She asked looking at the man sitting and sipping on scotch.

"Looking at you." He answered with a mocking smirk and his eyes roamed around her body.

Myrah just rolled her eyes.

"Get out of here and give me my privacy, Armando." Myrah said flatly.

Armando got up and approached Myrah. Myrah took a step back when she felt he was too close to her until she was backed up against the wall.

"Armando stop." Myrah said and tried going away from him but he placed his hands on each side of her, caging her between the wall and him.

"What do you want?" Myrah spat angrily.

"Would you belive me?" Armando asked.

Myrah rolled her eyes at him and tried pushing him away. Keyword, tried.

"Would you?" He asked tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

"If I tell you that I want you." Armando whispered in her ear.

Myrah let out a humourless laugh and looking him in the eye she asked.

"Why your call girl, Isabella is not available?" Myrah mocked.

"It's not like you stayed faithful either." Armando said through gritted teeth.

Myrah looked at him, confused.

"I saw you that day. Coming out that range rover with that blonde guy. Dressed very nicely and how you guys were talking, how you guys were holding hands, and how you kissed him." Armando said.

"I-" Myrah started wanting to defend herself but thought otherwise.

"So? Don't tell me you got jealous." Myrah chuckled.

"Whatever but I am sure of one thing. He did not make you feel how I do." Armando said confidently.

Myrah decided to play the game.