The Billionaire's secret Love by Manogyna Marthi (readnow .txt) 📕

Chapter 31

Angelica

What did just happen? I pull myself to one of the corners of the room and place a hand on my pulsing chest. My heart was beating high under the palm of my hand. I look down at my legs with my welling eyes and find them shaking. My trembling fingers reach my rims. My lips were quivering with the aftermath of the kiss.

An immediate blaze of anger strikes my existence as I regain my senses. I look around the room with my tearful eyes and everything felt blurry because of the tears residing in my orbs. For a moment I did not know what I felt about myself. I liked his touches, those gentle caresses of him. My instincts defied me and my body became a traitor. Why couldn't I resist him? Was it the sheer disgust on my own existence? Or was it the pity that I felt for myself for being forced to sell to this philanderer? I didn't know what my feelings were, but one thing was clear. I should leave this place immediately. Away from his presence implies, away from his touch and his tantalizing smell. Get a grip of yourself Angelica....

As I took hasty steps towards the exit of my room there was a knock at the door. On call I push open the door of the room and there stood his driver in his shining white uniform ready to take me out of this disdained place. I quickly wipe away my tears and give a forced smile to Oliver. "Are you ready to go home Ms Evans?" He asks me politely.

The drive towards home felt like eternity. My tears refused to listen to me and kept flowing continuously. I knew Oliver was watching me from the rear view mirror. Sometimes he looked at me with a deadpan emotion and at times with deepening pity but sometimes with a frown on his creamy wrinkled face yet whatever his feelings were I didn't bother to make a note of his presence. I know what he was thinking about me. There hasn't been any girl in the past that could resist the charm of Augustus Martin and yet here I am, crying unstoppable and mourning for a brief kiss that happened between me and my fiancée.

I falter with the keys of my house with my shaking hands. I was an unquenchable crying mess unable to think about anything with sanity. I drop the keys and my clutch on one of the sofas sitting on the drawing hall and rush through the steps to reach my room. It was my abode of serenity where I did not have to restrain myself from doing anything. I twist the door knob hastily and fall on the neatly made inviting bed breaking into another heart wrecking yowl.

Few seconds later there was a knock at the door but I did not bother answering it. After a few moments I hear the twisting of the door knob finding my dad silently examining me standing at the foot of the bed. He takes a few moments with his guarding eyes and occupies a place beside me on the bed. Running his warm hand on my hair soothingly he asks me in a soft voice. "What happened princess? Did Augustus scold you for something?" I know my dad presented calmness outwardly but in the shallow of his heart he was anything but peaceful.

I look at my dad with my tearing red face and burst into another cry hugging him tight. "Dad, he kissed me." My father relaxes in my hold. His caring hands were continuously running on my back. "Princess Augustus is your fiancée and your 'to be' husband. I don't find anything wrong if he kissed you." He tells me suggestively.

I look at my dad in disbelief. "Dad, some manipulative scoundrel kisses your daughter and this is how you support her and ease her of the pain? My voice rises to an irate shooting my blood shot eyes at my father. "Princess I want you to listen carefully and peacefully on everything that I speak now." He tells me a patting my shoulders but with seriousness on his features. "Look around this house. I was declared bankrupt two and half years back yet you continue to live in this costly mansion leading an opulent lifestyle with the same number of facilities, servants and cooks. Do you know who could be the reason behind all this luxury?" He gives me a disgruntled sigh. "With my present financial condition, I couldn't afford even a hut leave about a mansion.

You go on a shopping spree and empty your account." He addresses me slightly irritated. "Have you got a least idea on how your bank balances go replenished?" "I earned that money dad...." I counter him before he speaks further. He shakes his head looking at me in disapproval. "I don't think there is any employer in this world that pays two millions to his staff and readjusts her balance whenever he finds its depleting. Augustus stands behind every action of yours like a shadow and for everything that you possess today." Dad's words were like a thousand arrows piercing my heart. I did not understand if my growing agony was the result of the blow off caused on self ego or it was my irresistible jealousy emerging for Augustus because of my dad's praising words for him.

Dad was never this strong for all that I heard from him in my life. It appeared as though he was trying to mark his sentences in my brain. My dad is completely mine and I am the only person on this earth whom he is supposed to love. "Dad you don't have to always praise Augustus for every opportunity you get to support him." I tell him kicking a pillow on the bed which lay near my legs. "If Augustus was so supportive of me and loves me so much, he could have easily set us free from the giant debt announcing about his large heart and generosity." I tell him in exasperation with my arms spreading wide in air.

Bringing my small hands in his large ones dad brings them to his lap and looks at me with so much affection. "You are jealous." He softly tells me the obvious with a knowing smile on his profile. "If that was what he did he could have turned a joker in front of his staff, a love sick fool who couldn't keep his dick under control and would mix pleasure with business. He would have now been the starring topic in news papers, magazines and his employees would have given him two hoods and a finger to fuck off."