Billionaire's Desire ✔

Chapter-31 -Angelina

Chapter -31
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Is there anything more than Beyond?
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Mrs. Angelina Ellsworth
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Song suggestion: I need your love

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"For a moment I thought you would leave me hanging in there," Ethan says just as he has started the yacht, settled somethings, checked the radio, and placed the old family compass carefully on the side of the radio.

"Do we need that with..this modern boat?" I ask him.

He looks at me strangely and slowly makes his way towards me. His white overcoat was ditched in the entrance of the boat soon we stepped on Pearl. His biceps are clad in a white shirt with open collar till three buttons and sleeves rolled up handsomely. If he looked hot and sexy in the whole wedding suit attire then, still he looks like intended the assault on me.

"Remember when you broke my family clock and danced over the pieces?"

"Ethan I am.." He puts his finger on my lips and sits down on the floor. His other hand over my waist and eyes locked too well to getaway.

"Sorry?" I simply mod.

"Don't be. But I got it all fixed so that you could change it or keep it or do whatever you want of it and of my living room. And whatever with that compass too. It's far old than that cloak. After all, we will redecorate our home, won't we, Mrs. Ethan Ellsworth?"

I stay silent. It's still hard to accept that. I feel bound at it. Everything got better when we sat in the car and drove here. I was feeling it all kike old days. Riding to stowaway and sailing to our haven with cheap booze and some dirty music. But now it's not harmonizing at all. My head starts to hurt, my heart begins to race and my vision starts to blur. I am seconds away from blacking out. Ryan. Carl. Ty. All come before my eyes. Betrayal and sadness surround me.

"Are you okay?" Ethan's voice wakes me up suddenly.

"I am good. I am good. " Hus hand holding mine, tightly and squeezing it. I like the feeling so much now and I know I will grow fond of it so much.

I look at his eyes. It too dark to dive in. He is holding something big that he could say yo me but he doesn't. It doesn't seem like the very Ethan. Ethan never holds back but he is now. Is it a bad thing?

But in all this chaos, Ethan's hand on mine make my all pain go away. So it's at least better.

"Do you think you want to say something to me?" I say biting my lips.

He just gives me his cocky smile. The excitement of secrecy is so clear in him and is thrilling him. I am excepting a rather crude and witty reply out of it.

"Something." He says.

"Yes, something?" I persuade.

"Oh yes." He quotes it with his hand saying," Something, Mrs.ellsworth. as you said I wanted to say 'something ' to you. And I said it."

"That isn't smart but stupid, Ethan. You disappointed me. I really expected a smart reply from you." I laugh.

"In that case." He begins. The colors of his eyes change and I don't like it a bit. Am I trapping myself?

"How about I tell you that I almost thought you wouldn't show up?"

And yes, I did trap myself.