The Billionaires Treasure

Chapter Twenty-six

"I don't thi-,"

"I'm not asking you to jump willingly into my arms we can start slow, just get to know each other again. I just want to be around you without your death glares and threats giving me the fear. All I want is for you to forgive me enough to at least consider taking me back. Hell, right now you don't have to forgive me completely, we can work on everything," he continued to plead. The words coming out in a rush as the tears falling from my face splashed onto the marble flooring beside his knees.

"I have some things to ask you first," I hesitated, was I doing the right thing? Was I being a delusional little girl like I had been when I was younger? Was I making a mistake?

"Anything treasure," he smiled softly, getting up from his knees to stand in front of me. His closeness clouding my mind as I cleared my throat, taking a step away from his intoxicating cologne. The need to press my naked body against his was far to tempting as I cleared my head of all the unholy acts I had been imagining. Reminding myself to apologize for my sins when I got home.

"Has she been here?" His face paled slightly, his eyes going wide at the mention of the subject as my heart clenched within my chest. Why would I even care? They had been in a relationship and had been engaged of course she had been here. The female products on the plane probably all belonged to her. He claimed several times he didn't love her but you don't have to love someone to go on holiday with them.

"Why would you think that treasure? Of course she hasn't set foot on this island. She knows about it, she went through my files one day and saw several pictures but I have never brought her here and I never would. This place is all ours, it's all yours," he spoke softly although I could see in his eyes that I had offended him by accusing him. He deserved it though, after he hurt me.

"Let's go take a seat in the kitchen, we can talk in there and get you some coffee," he smiled sadly, walking past me as he led the way through the luxurious home into the equally amazing kitchen. Stored with everything you could ever possibly need or want as a chef.

Sitting on the stool I took in my surroundings in awe, ignoring the stares from Darien as I admired the beautiful interior design of the place. Something I had always been fascinated in but never pursued it.

Realizing I hadn't gave Darien an answer I twiddled with my fingers. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't just forgive him and jump into bed with him no matter what my body felt towards him. Would it be different this time? Would he show me the love he once did or would he be cold with me if we were to pursue a relationship?

"Why was there female products in the bathroom on your plane," I spoke quietly, looking at the counter in fear of seeing the guilt in his eyes. He had no need to be guilty, he wasn't with me, he had every right to fill all of his desires.

"They were for you, when I was trying to figure this mess out I decided when things got too much I would need to take you away from it all so I got it all bought for you, the clothes included," the words made me gasp as I stared the man that had dotted on me and cherished me the past few months despite my attempt to get him to stay the hell away from me. The man who didn't take fuck off as an answer.

"I would never disrespect you like that, not ever again Sapphire," he spoke sincerely as I nodded in response, felling like a complete and utter bitch. Why was it any of my business?