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Chapter 58 : Clark's POV

Clark's POV :

Clark slowly got up and rubbed his eyes when he felt sunlight streaking through the curtains kiss every inch of his pale skin. The morning light in the town was always refreshing compared to the noon light which was scorching heat, sun tan and torture. He shifted slowly, feeling something warm and cuddly sprawled on his torso and a small smile played on his lips when his eyes landed on Georgia.

Her comparitively small, curvy frame stretched out on Clark's body, her slender legs tangled with his and her soft, rosy cheeks pressed against his chest. Clark gently brushed her messy chestnut hair and wondered how peaceful she looked in her sleep . . . only in her sleep.

For when she woke up, she was a storm of energy surging around him, constantly keeping him on his toes and getting on his nerves. But strangely, he liked that. He liked to keep her around and annoy him to the point that he questioned whether he had lost his sanity just like her. For he wanted to wake up everyday to the face of this gorgeous monster.

He cautiously got up, making sure she didn't wake up and went down to the kitchen to cook breakfast for them. He could easily hire qualified chefs to cook him meals and he did have them back in England, but a part of him wanted to cook for her. A part of him wanted to please her. A part of him was content that the creature laying on his bed currently would moan tasting the delicious food he cooked for her.

He carried the tray containing traditional rich pancakes with maple syrup and whipped cream, scrambled eggs with buttered toast, a bowl of fruits consisting of mostly berries and two healthy glasses of orange juice. He set the tray on the nightstand and sat on the bed, pulling Georgia closer to him.

He wiped the drool from her mouth and stroked her cheeks softly. "Get up, Georgia."

She stirred in her sleep, her forehead creasing in annoyance, her eyebrows drawn into a deep frown and she unconsciously swatted his hand away from her cheek, causing Clark to smile a little. Goosebumps rose over her naturally tanned, glowing skin when he traced his index finger over the dark red hickeys scattered on her neck and collarbone, thinking she was all his to take and give. Nobody else's, not even that bastard Ian's, but his. He leaned down in content and bit her earlobe teasingly.

Suddenly, Georgia's hand shot up in her sleep and she grabbed his nuts.

"Fuck," Clark cursed under his breath as she didn't let go of his hard manhood. He became stiff, his breathing uneven when she started to rub the length of him. He was surprised to find her eyes shut and she was still asleep.

He shifted uncomfortably and if she continued going on like this, he would lose it in his boxers . . .

He grunted and caught her wrist painfully. A sly grin stretched across Georgia's face and Clark realised that she was awake the entire time! This little monster was pretending to be asleep while sending him over the edge!

Before she could escape, he caught her waist, swiftly turned her around and pulled her to sit on his lap. He could feel her soft breasts pressed against his hard chest and groaned when she tried to wiggle out of his grip.

She was still clad only in her matching aquamarine coloured Dora bra and underwear and Clark thought it was cute, although he would never admit it to her.

"For the little stunt you pulled on me, the best punishment would be . . . " he trailed off and brushed his hands against her sides which made her shiver before he finally squeezed her firm bum causing her to yelp and teasingly tugged at her underwear.

"W-What? You're going to spank me n-now?" Georgia stuttered and Clark hummed against her ear.

"No, the best punishment would be . . . you won't be getting this," he said nonchalantly while glancing at the tray of breakfast on the night stand which made Georgia notice the sumptuous food.

The more wild, insane side of Georgia was set free as she sprang on the food without any mercy!

He could feel her getting surprised and excited, but that vanished as soon as he wrapped his strong arms around her, preventing her from reaching the tray. She struggled in his staunch grip for a while and finally sighed when he didn't let go. Her face fell and he immediately regretted punishing her like this. He could have just gone the sexual way where they both would be satisfied, but he quickly shook his head, dismissing his thoughts. He had to keep in control, at least for her sake.

Georgia crawled further on his lap, placing her small hands on his chest and blinked at him with wide, pleading eyes. Her warm brown eyes begged him innocently and Clark's heart raced as she inched closer and closer to him. So close, he could almost see her bare breasts spilling out of her bra, but he forced his gaze to be locked with hers.

"Please, please, please!" She went on pleading him with those sadness in her eyes that he gave up causing her to grin widely.

He could spend hours watching her grin goofily because that was the most weirdly beautiful sight he had ever seen.

He stared at her as she grabbed the tray of food and without any second thought, started gobbling up the toast and waffles like she had been starving for days. She ate worse than a truck driver and he laughed lightly when she moaned in appreciation.

"You should laugh often, Brownie. It suits you," she remarked with her mouth full of waffles and continued to stuff more.

He ignored her comment, but deep down he knew that she was the reason of his laughter. Before her, life had been so stressful and gloomy for him. He had to prove the corporate world that Robert had done a good job appointing him as the CEO of his company. He remembered how he barely used to sleep or eat and slog day and night. Since he was quite young, he had to somehow establish his name to gain respect and trust from the top investors.

He achieved his goal and was successful in bringing the company's worth from millions to almost a billion. And he had created so many jobs and employment opportunities for people, donated to charities for which he was proud, but at the same time, he blamed himself for his failed relationship with Ally.

Though he loved Ally and they had a blissful relationship, it was nothing like what he and Georgia were having. It was like solid ice melting in blazing fire, so hot. Georgia was still so young, but wild and drew him to the edge. Her bubbly and happy outlook on life dissolved all his sadness and he hoped to not change this in any way. 

He truly hoped.

Until he remembered how he used to juggle between work and home, trying as hard as possible to satisfy Ally. But he clearly failed because she left him for Georgia's brother. It was a big blow to Clark and he was deeply saddened as one by one people left him.

His Adam's apple bobbled when he realized that Georgia was going to be the next one to leave him.

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A/N :

So this was the surprise lol. I posted this because Saving Brownie is third in the what's hot list, so close to my goal.