Mr. & Mrs. Impossible!

Chapter 16

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*Arianna Carlson*

Everything after that was pretty much vague. Chase had left me unlike myself. I was shaken and mostly lost. Small conversations with people around didn’t help either. All I could do was think about how Chase had carried me away. He had expertly explored my mouth –I let him do it, and then he allowed me to do the same. He had wanted to fill me in just the way he wanted me to do.

Was he like this with everyone? Did every girl he kisses feel the same way? Does he leave everyone breathless? Does he feel the same way with everyone? I had seen the melting exasperation in his eyes… I had felt the pounding of his heart… I had heard his lustful moans… I had seen him totally breathless…

Unconsciously my gaze shifted his way, just in time to catch him watching me but he quickly looked away. He was doing it every now and then. We both were. We just couldn’t look at each other.

But he was fine with others, like nothing had happened. So why was I the only one affected by all of that? Hadn’t we both witnessed what happened just minutes ago between us?

Who am I kidding? He is like this with everyone. Before me, he had a dozen under his arms and a dozen waiting behind him. Of course he was unaffected because he’s used to of it. That’s what he do. Leave an impression over others.

As I watched him from the corner of my eyes, I couldn’t help but notice all the attention he was getting. Females were dazzled by him and men were impressed. It was until then when they all started towards me, talking about how lucky I was to become a part of Lancaster family and their reputation and status that I realized they counted Lancaster’s’ above them because of their estate and wealth.

Chase was just a money-made pet. People loved him because he was next to inheriting all the wealth and they liked me because I was associated with him. If they treated him like King, I was definitely made the Queen.

How can he be remotely affected by just a kiss? Just a few sparks and momentary flames? This was  usual for him. He was used of big beds… that had been just a small piece which he shared with probably dozen of those giggling dazed girls!

*Chase Lancaster*

It was just a little over midnight when we left. The night had gone in the blink of an eye. I couldn’t concentrate on anything I was doing or saying. My mind was continuously drifting to the moment we both had experienced something… strange. I didn’t know what to call it. If I had a little control over myself, maybe I’d have spared the thought of it, but there was still something so vehement inside me, I couldn’t shrug it off.

It was so powerful, such a delirious passion, an urge full of lust… I still felt a radiation of heat coming from me.

Inwardly I shook myself, pinning myself at the corner of the limo, keeping as much distance between her and me as the space can allow, trying not to make any movement or sound. I even breathed carefully. It was hard to ignore her when she sat just a foot or two away from me.

Why the hell was I so uncomfortable? Don’t forget who she is. My Father’s choice. His plan. And I am determined to never let my Father get me.

It was a relief to finally get out of the limo just as it halted in front of the building. She stepped out quickly too, walking ahead of me. I knew there and then any kind of close encounter between us was over. Somehow I was glad about it but still a part inside me wanted to have more… explore the crude passion—