Chapter 27: Jealous?

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Nevaeh slowly opened her eyes, waking up from her not so peaceful slumber. She had dreamt about him again!

The dream was not so different from the last, but this time he had looked different. More elegant, more divine like he wasn't a creature of this world, and more determined to have his wicked ways with her. But other than these, there was something about the man she had seen in her dreams, something she couldn't quite place her mind on. It had felt like him, and at the same time, it had felt like someone else, someone familiar.

His form was just as sturdy as he had looked last night, and in her dreams, he had touched her again, and she liked every bit of it.

What were these dreams? Why was he haunting her so? She pondered as she remained lulled on the bed, lost in thought as she tried to make sense of her dream.

Her round eyes flickered when she felt something hard press on her waist. She stiffened when she turned around to see what laid beside her.

It was a half-naked man!

Her eyes widened as she trailed his hand that was placed around her waist. She could hear the drumming sound of her heart as she stared at him in shock.

'W-why was he holding her? Wait! What was he doing in her bed? How did he even get to hold her like this without waking her up?

Memories of last night came flashing through her mind. She couldn't remember herself falling asleep. She had closed her eyes to calm herself after he had walked into the dressing room, but she couldn't remember a thing after that. Did he...

She quickly observed herself; a sigh of relief escaped her lips when she looked untouched. She wasn't saying he was such a man. Well, she didn't know if he was. But his awkward behaviour towards her was enough to make her think that way of him. The man was unpredictable.

Her gaze returned to his gentle face, which was still as mesmerizing as the first time she had laid eyes on him at the altar. How could a man be so beautiful? She wondered.

Her eyes traced his perfectly carved face, his well-lined brows, and his thin lips. They trailed down his well-toned skin, which was unmarred like what only kings and queens were meant to have, muscles rippling and flexing at every inch of him. Other men were brutish and clumsy when compared to him. Her eyes took in the full image of his torso, and her cheeks coloured at her shamelessness. She was openly gawking at another man who wasn't her husband but her sister's.

Oh, Nevaeh! She was finished!

As much as she wanted to look away from this sinful looking man, she couldn't help but look more at his breathtaking face. He was the one in her dreams, even though it almost didn't seem like him.

He had undressed her with his heated gaze, and his hands had crawled up her legs, teased her senselessly till she had opened up for him, allowing him to do to her as he pleased. Things she hadn't for once thought about experiencing with another man other than Francis were the things he was subconsciously taunting her with.

She sighed as she realized how harmless and peaceful he looked as he slept. A calming feeling seared through her as she paid attention to the even rise and fall of his chest.

Nevaeh jumped when his eyes suddenly opened, and his blue-green eyes came into view.

"I-I", She stuttered, her face flushed as red as crimson with her eyes widened to the fullest, her lashes fluttering helplessly in mortification. Why was she always getting caught?

No! The question was, why was she always gawking?

A haughty smile split his face when he saw her cute reaction.

"How kind of you, wife." He said.

"Hmm?" She further widened her eyes in confusion as they blinked rapidly.

His lips curved up a little more as he surprisingly pulled her a bit closer, causing her to stiffen even more, "I'd like to tease you here and now, just like you're teasing me. Have your imagination run wild of the things I'd like to do to you on this bed, but I have something else to attend to." He said, and she couldn't help but notice how his eyes darkly gleamed with something malicious when he said those last words.

Those eyes of his. How could they be so bright and colourful yet feel so...sad and evil. She had not for once missed the deathly gaze that was permanently etched in them, almost as if he was on the lookout for something.

And what did he want to do to her on this bed? Same things he did in her dream? Her heart thud at the memory of her dreams.

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She jolted back to reality when she felt his lips softly press against her forehead before looking down at her lips, his finger not forgetting to graze them, even giving them a light pinch.

"I can't wait to drown in the ocean of your kisses, my love." He muttered, leaving her completely startled.

'His love?'

His gaze lingered on her lips a bit longer before he rolled out of bed. Nevaeh slowly lifted her hand to touch the part of her lips where he had touched, as her eyes followed his half-naked form till he disappeared out of sight. It was after he was gone did she let go of the breath she didn't know she had been holding. Her wildly beating heart still echoed in her ears, and it was all because of him.

Nevaeh remained on that spot with her thoughts as blank as a sheet. She couldn't bring herself to think of anything, so she stayed in a daze.

Her breath got caught when Dale walked out of the dressing room fully dressed. His long legs were covered in ash pants, with a white shirt tucked over it. The first few buttons were opened, leaving her to a feast of seeing his exposed chest. He had a black shoe on, and the only accessory he had on was a black leather watch.

Was he going out like this? With his chest opened to all?

Nevaeh was oblivious that she was openly staring at the man who had a curious frown on his face when he saw her tight look.

"What is the problem, wife?" He asked.

"Do...you have to go out like that?" She asked, her eyes not leaving his exposed chest. Dale followed her gaze to his chest, not understanding what she meant.

"How do you mean?" He innocently inquired while Nevaeh slowly lifted her eyes to his face.

"You're exposed. People will look," she said.

"Just like you're looking now?" He cocked a taunting brow at her making her swallow embarrassedly when he understood what she was talking about. Dale was amused seeing her like that. A satisfied smile tugged his lips.

"I... I'm not staring." She denied turning her eyes away from him.

"Of course you're not." Dale smiled. "You're just checking out your husband, aren't you?" He teased, making Nevaeh feel more embarrassed. She flinched when he started approaching her again, and her nervous eyes darted all around the room but at him.

He held her chin up with a finger and turned her face towards him. "Don't worry, wife. I won't let another human touch me, at least not now that I know my wife is a jealous one."

Jealous? Her eyes shot up. She wasn't jealous. She was just...

Ah! Why did she open her mouth in the first place? Damn you! Nevaeh. She cursed inwardly.

But she wasn't feeling jealous. She was only looking out for her sister's man.

With his eyes still glued on her, he inched a bit closer till his warm breath kissed the flesh of her ear, making her breath hitch.

"Love, how about I let you touch me when I return?" His seductive voice whispered into her ears.

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