{ Sophie's PoV}

Adam kissed the tears from my cheeks and I felt angry at myself.
How could I portray myself as being weak?
How could I cry?

But it felt so good to let it all out. I felt a little lighter.
The burden, the hatred, the anger, it had all piled up, making me more bitter and as the tears flowed down my cheeks, I felt sort of relieved.

" Come on, lets go in," Adam whispered lowly, lifting me in his arms. I curled against his side, burying my face in the crook of his neck as he walked us to the sofa. Adam sat down with me straddling his laps. His fingers removed my hair from the bun and combed through the long tresses, calming me down.
It felt so fucking good.

" Do you want to drink some hot chocolate?" Adam asked, breaking the comfortable silence. I muttered a low yes and reluctantly let Adam go. He returned back after long fifteen minutes with two steaming cups and I felt my spirits lift higher when the chocolate goodness ran down my throat.

" Thank you Adam," I said, looking at him directly in the eyes, not only thanking him for the cup of hot chocolate but also showing him my gratitude for being there for me, being with a stubborn, hot headed person like me.

" It's my pleasure preciosa," He said in that deep voice of his which I liked immensely as he continued sipping his milk. His red lips looking more tempting with wetness around them.

" No Adam, I'm serious," I told him, moving my eyes away from his distracting lips,

" Thank you for being here with me especially when I'm all emotional, angry and stubborn. Thank you for tolerating me." I stared deep in his eyes letting him see how serious I was. I swallowed the lump in my throat and looked away at my empty cup.
Why did I have to finish drinking already?
Now it was awkward.

Fingers gripped my chin as Adam pushed my head up, letting his greys clash against my brown,
" Preciosa, I don't tolerate you," Adam muttered lowly, " You don't know how lucky I am to have you....." he spoke,

He was lucky! Ha I found myself lucky. Thank goodness I wasn't forced to marry an old man who was twice my age or even worse a short, fat man. I was the one fucking lucky cause I won a golden lottery to a hot, sexy, multi billionaire who could make me cream my pants just by his gaze.

Adams fingers caressed the side of my jaw, drawing me closer to him letting my thoughts go in a frenzy, his lips were just centimetres away from mine when he whispered words, words strong enough to let my heart stop beating,

" ruhik li w milakk " his lips brushed against mine as he spoke. My eyes widened as I deciphered the meaning.

My heartbeat could be heard, loud and clear, in my ears and I could feel blood rushing through my body. I sat frozen. And when soft, sweet lips pressed fully against mine, I felt the beat faster. Joy, pleasure and contentment spread throughout all the veins of my body.

He said them. Words which were not the three magical ones, but words which were far more treasured and valuable.
Your soul is mine, and mine is yours, to keep.

Those words echoed in my ears and a pleasure like never before ignited stronger in my body making me pull him closer to my body and kissing him with all my heart.

I may have not return his confession, but we knew, we both knew how fucking inseparable we were from each other and as scary as that thought was, it was the truth.

The End......

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Hahaha jk,

# I can imagine all the swears being thrown at me..... lol

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{ Sophie's PoV}

I felt my self drifting off to and from consciousness.
I opened my eyes again, yet everything around me was blurred. I could just make the faint images of green and blue, loads and loads of blue around.
Where was I?

I looked up to see the familiar grey eyes, they were filled with worry and relief both at the same times, those intense grey eyes got closer to me until all I saw was blackness.

What was happening to me!
Where was I?
Where was Adam carrying me to?

Were my last thoughts before consciousness abandoned me yet again.

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Cool breeze caressed my bare leg and I curled myself in the soft duvet. The silk linen sheets were cold against my skin and I grumbled annoyed when I couldn't find a warm spot.
Why was it so cold in my room?
Wait Cold!
Up in my apartment there was hardly any wind so where the hell was the breeze coming from?

I woke up, squinting my eyes. There was so much light steaming in the room not letting me see clearly. I stood on shaky legs and rushed towards the window to close the curtains only for me to wake up fully when I saw the sight in front of me.

Tall, high canopy trees stood in front of me filling acres and acres of land, meeting with the blue sky at the horizon.
What the hell!

I turned back to survey the room to see a complete strange one . Light brown walls, a cream rug and couches and a huge master bed stood in front of me. Where the fuck was I?

I furrowed my eyebrows. I heard the door knob turn and looked up to see a sexy casually dressed Adam enter the room with a tray of breakfast in his hands.

" I see your finally awake Preciosa" Adam said as he placed the tray on the couch.

" What do you mean by finally? And where the fuck are we? God, I have such a bad headache." I asked placing a hand to my forehead.

" You've been sleeping for the last ten hours," Adam said approaching me, " and we're in Bali." He said nonchalantly.

My mouth dropped open and I turned to look at him shocked, " Bali! As in Indonesia?"

" Well, is there any other Bali in the world?" He asked sassily, arching a brow

" Asshole" I grumbled under my breath but he heard, " Wait, when the fuck did we come to Bali?" I asked, shocked and surprised.

" Last night." Adam muttered as he placed his watch on the vanity desk.

Thats when realisation dawned on me,
"You asshole!" I spoke in disbelief, " You fucking drugged me. You put something in that hot chocolate. You stupid piece of arrogant...." Adam turned to look at me with a bored expression and that just pissed me off even further.

"It was just sleeping pills, no big deal" he said so casually and I saw red.

" No big deal! If you fucking asked me like a normal person, would I've said fucking No," I throw my hands in the air, " Oh but I forget, the mighty, rich Adam Larsen doesn't have the fucking curtesy to."

I just finished the sentence and I felt his raging body stride towards mine, I moved back and nearly slipped out of the huge window if it weren't for Adams hand gripping mine. Adam slammed my body to his and he bent his head lower to mine, his grey eyes stormed up and his veins popped. But so was I.
Who takes a person to another country without their freaking permission?

" I wanted to fucking tell you," Adam said his grip tightening around my arms but I didn't wince out loud,
"but you were upset and crying so I didn't say anything. Now just enjoy your stay here and if not, you can return back home in the evening," Adam angrily said, moving away from my body before he walked out of the door.

And when he did, I felt guilty.
Was I too rude to him ?

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