SARAH

"You slut!" Mark bellowed out, his eyes throwing daggers at Ariadne as he sauntered inside the room.

Chase hastily moved away from her and walked up to me. Kneeling down in front of me, he hold me up my the shoulders, very gently. I was gaping at him.

"You should be careful. Don't forget you are not alone now." Saying this, he stood in front of me, and gently touched my stomach.

At his statement realisation dawned upon me, and I quickly looked down, softly pressing my stomach.

How can I be this irresponsible!?

My eyebrows furrowed, in regret. I should have been careful. No harm should come up on this baby.

"Put me down, you Moron! How dare you touch me!"

I snapped my face towards the direction, and the scene in front of me made me want to laugh my ass off. But I controlled, somehow.

Mark had thrown Ariadne over his shoulder, and she was screaming and scratching his back, punching too. But, all in vain.

I watched with gaping eyes as Mark strode out of the room, with Ari on his back, throwing a tantrum and his face deadly, his jaw clenched and his fist curled up.

Oh God! What if he beats her up!?

I dashed off behind them to stop him, when two muscular arms snaked around my waist stopping me.

"What do you think you are doing?" Chase whispered in my ears, huskily. His hot breath gazing my bare neck.

"Um, we should stop him. What if-what if he beats her up?" I shuttered, unable to form a single sentence properly.

Damn you, Chase Morgan!

"Don't worry about them. No matter what, no harm will come upon her, as long as Mark is with her," he said huskily, nudging my crook of the neck with his nose.

"Oh, ok-okay." I gave out a low moan, when he left an open-mouthed kiss on my pulsating vein.

"However, she may not be able to walk tomorrow or this week."

This broke my trance, and my eyes widened. Stepping away from him, I turned back and gaped at him.

"OMG! He will break her legs! We will have to stop him, Chase. How can you be so casual with this!?"

I turned back to stop Mark, but with a flash he grabbed my left arm and turned me towards him. His eyes had turned dangerously dark and his gaze, hungry.

"Did you just say my name?"

Did I?

"Sorry, Mr. Morg...."

He pulled me more towards him, and wrapped his other arm around my hips.

"Say it again," he commanded, his tone deep and silky.

"Uh..I...um..."

"Did I stutter, little bird?" He asked, his tone threatening.

"No," I mumbled weakly.

"Say it."

"Ch...Chase," I did stutter.

He nudged his nose with mine and hushed, "Again."

"Chase," I whispered.

This time, it came out properly.

"One more time."

His lips were dangerously close to mine, and his cologne wasn't helping either. His manly scent was jumbling up my mind.

"Chase."

He slowly brushed with lips with mine. Not innocently, but like a tease. Hot, passionate, fiery and demanding. I was unable to decipher what was happening. I should push him away, but my body was not allowing me to do. I should pull back, but I didn't want to. My body wanted the sweet sinful taste of his lip.

"Sarah," he whispered, as if caressing my name with his smooth deep voice. Never had I ever felt so turned on, just by hearing my own name. My heart and my stomach fluttered in excitement.

My eyes were still open, when his chocolate orbs collided with mine, as if asking for permission.

I acknowledged him but just a flutter of my own, when dark bright fire lit his eyes.

Without wasting a second he gently placed his lips, on mine. As soon as they touched pleasurable shocks, erupted in my body. Those caterpillars in my stomach turned into butterflies and they demanded to come out. My heart furiously beating my ribcage.

Gently nibbling my lower lip, he sucked it. My knees turned into jelly, and I would have collapsed on the floor, if not for Chase holding me tightly to his chest.

His other hand was slowly caressing my neck, and I raised my hand and grabbed his hair.

Involuntarily, I tugged them and he groaned out in pleasure in my mouth. That gave it away, as I felt tingles down my abdomen.

"Kiss me back." Pulling away slightly he groaned out, in his husky voice and slammed his lips on mine.

This time, it wasn't soft. It was rough and demanding, a bruising kiss. He kissed me thoroughly, licking, sucking and nipping my lips.

But who am I to complain?

I tried to move my lips too, but was unable to keep up with his pace.

Finally, he pulled back, when we both felt the deficiency of oxygen. He slowly kept his forehead on mine. We both were panting hard. Our breaths mingling.

My eyes were still closed. I felt too hard,  to open them  due to shyness. My face felt hot and my body too.

When he slowly, ran his thumb across my cheek, I fluttered them open. I was still breathing hard, but he looked normal now.

A gentle smile was playing in his lips, which fluttered my heart more. Involuntarily my lips curled up too in a smile, and I looked down shyly.

We finally kissed!

"Your lips are addictive, little bird," he groggily said, slowly grazing my lower lip with his thumb.

I released a deep breath, and pulled back slowly. Our bodies separating as he let go of my waist. Moving back, he rubbed the lower end of my lips, his eyes fixed on them as he gently bit his own lips.

The action so hot, it made my insides flutter. Tearing his eyes apart from my lips, he fixed them on mine and sucked the thumb, which was grazing my lips a second ago.

I gasped out in embarrassment at his actions, which brought his sinfully sexy smirk on his lips.

"Come, I want to show you something," he said, his voice still a little husky.

"What?"

"Shhh....not a word, little bird. Just come with me," he ordered in a gentle, but firm voice, running his index finger down my lower lip.

My brain was a foggy mess, to refuse. So I just nodded. He took my hand and stepped out of the room.

His strides were long and confident, whereas mine was small, and I stumbled from time to time, unable to cope up with his speed. Noticing this he slowed down, intertwined our fingers and walked beside me.

These little actions of his, always madr my heart flutter. Why couldn't he be mean and rude all the time, so that I could dislike him all the time?

Suddenly the image of his and Ari flashed in my mind, and I stop dead on my track. Jerking my hand from his, I took a few steps back and crossed my hands on my chest, my face turning into a scowl.

He turned back, confusion itched on his face, as one of his eyebrows arched up in an questioning manner.

"What were you doing with her?" I asked, my tone even harsh for my own ears.

Realisation flashed in his face, and he smirked evilly.

"That's not your concern. Just know that, it wasn't what it looked like," he said and interlinked our fingers again, resuming his walk.

Heat seeped into my skin from the contact. The way he justified his actions, I knew he wasn't lying. I have came to trust him. I didn't know since when, but I do.

Stopping infront of my room, he punched in the password, and I looked at him, reluctantly.

"How do you know my password?"

He looked back at me, a lopsided grin stucked to his ridiculously handsome face and replied, "Who do you think I am, little bird?"

And steeped inside the room. I was expecting some short of surprise, or a new bodyguard or some gift from him inside the room, but there wasn't anything new.

My room looked the same as I had left it. Why dif he bring me here?

Tugging my hand, he dragged me to the bed , and made me sit on it. As soon as my bum touched the bed, he presented a tab infront if me.

My eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

What am I supposed to do with a tab?

I gave him a what's-going-on look, when he dropped the tab on my lap, and instructed me to switch it on.

The screen flashes bright as soon as I switched it on, but the image made a halt my action, that very moment.

It was a video, of Chase and the person who had been my pillar from birth, the only person I always relied upon, the only man I loved with all my heart, and for whom I won't even hesitate to take a bullet.

My papa.

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CHASE

Flashback

I stepped into my private elevator, with Ares behind me. Tapping on the 16h floor, I folded my arms on my chest, waiting for the elevator to reach my destination.

Ares tapped his foot restlessly on the floor, his posture stiff and face muscles tensed. His reflection clear on the front panel.

"What is it Ares? I asked.

"I'm worried about what Mark said that day. If Benjamin's men are going to attack, we should evacuate the mansion, shouldn't we? Especially when Sarah is here now, and the b..." He licked his lips nervously, and was replying when I cut him off.

"If we evacuate the mansion, Benjamin will get suspicious. He would understand there is a mole among his men, which can make him murder Antonio in cold blood. We can't afford that. After all he had done so much to gain his trust, on my order."

"But what about Sarah, Boss!? We can't risk her life or the upcoming baby's life anyway!"

"We won't be doing that. I have tightened the security at the borders and also at the mansion. Fifty more guards had been assigned by Draven to keep the mansion safe, at any cost," I replied him.

He sighed out.

"I'm having a bad feeling about this boss." He seemed agitated.

"Don't worry. No harm will come upon her as long as I'm alive." I assured him.

Keeping Sarah in the mansion, when danger was lurking at the corners was not safe, but I couldn't do anything now. Benjamin's men were keeping an eye on our every action.

Stepping out of the elevator, I walked into the long passage of my hotel. It was one of those 7 star hotel, I owned. Jam packed with security at every corner, they bowed down as I walked further.

Coming to an halt outside a suit, I looked at the guard who was watching over my arch enemy.

Is he!?

Well in some way, he was. I had faced several problems with Robert Wilson, even before Axel brought his case to me. I just didn't bother to mention it to him, that I knew Robert from a long time.

As soon as the guards unlocked the door, I stepped into it. Ares looked at me, asking for my permission to step in, but I just shook my head.

I need to deal with my woman's father myself.

Stepping into the room, I roamed my eyes. It was empty. The sound of flush, caught my attention and I sat down on the posh couch, spreading my arms, and keeping my right ankle on my left knee. My posture, powerful and dominating.

He stepped out of the washroom within a few seconds, still unaware of my presence. But as soon as he turned back, his eyes met mine, and he gasped out. His eyes widening, and his hand over his heart.

"Chase Morgan," he whispered.

I didn't bother to acknowledge him, and gestured him to take a seat infront of me. He seemed reluctant but sat nonetheless.

"What are you doing here?" He asked.

His voice, unsteady.

I smirked internally, but kept my face emotionless. He already seemed tensed.

"I'm here to know, how are you doing, Robert?" I asked.

He seemed shocked for a minute but soon regained his composure. Realisations flashed upon his face, and his eyes widened again.

"So its been you, who is helping Axel form all this time? I knew it, he can't do this all alone."

I again didn't bother to acknowledge his words.

"Why are you even helping him at the first place? I have nothing against you. He is the only one I was working against," he said.

At this, I chuckled in pure mockery.

"Are you serious Robert? Do you think I don't know anything, what you have been hiding in your store room?"

His face turned ghostly at my statement.

"Yes Robert, I have got my hand on those files you have, particularly on my business, my Empire and my family. But what me wonder was the place, you hid it."

His face turned all red. I wasn't sure it was all out of anger or embarrassment.

"I mean, I have never seen a man hiding a chip, in his daughter's old unfitted bras," I mocked him.

His jaws were locked, in pure anger. This man is really clever. I may have never got those files on me, if I had not searched the store room. Draven totally opposed the idea, but when I noticed a box named Sarah, I couldn't help but check them.

No sooner I opened the box, old and small t-shirts and sweaters popped up from it. It was her childhood or early teen clothes. Going through them would be a waste, but I couldn't held myself back when I took a sniff of it.

They had the same smell of Sarah's.

I was just going to close the box, when a red color object caught my eyes. It was a bra, her bra off course. Taking it out, I held it infront of my face.

Damn it!

It was a regular lacy bra, a little thick to be more precise, but lacy. I was observing it with keen curiosity, when a little sash on one of it's strap caught my attention.

"Boss?" Draven called out, but I kept all my attention, on the task in hand.

It was like a very small hidden pocket. Tapping it gently, I realised a memory card was inside it. Parting the pocket slowly, I got hold of the card, wrapped it in a paper, put it in my wallet and walked out, not before thrusting the rad lacy bra in my trouser pockets.

Sitting in my car, I opened the laptop, to check the memory card. It was exactly what I was looking for.

Files on me, and my empire.

Rage was visible on his face, as they had turned red, but he was helpless. I had hold him captive, not only for Axel, but for my own selfish reasons.

"You may have gotten a hold of them Chase Morgan, but  you will never be able to stop me from exposing Axel. He is a bastard and he is needed to be put behind the bars!"

Yelling those words at my face, he raised up to attack me, but one single blow on his gut, and he was down.

He winced out in pain and was withering. It gave me acute pleasure to see my enemy down. Deep down I knoew Sarah wouldn't like it, when she would see all this in video. But my kingdom was before anyone else.

Just to irk him more I added, " I have got a happy news for you, Robert. It's regarding your daughter."

That caught his attention, and he tried to turn his face towards me, still groaning in pain on the floor.

"Your daughter is currently carrying my baby in her womb." I said smugly. I didn't say that to belittle her in any way. She was a strong woman.

My woman.

"You Scoundrel! How dare you!?" He yelled out, in anger.

"Shhh, you better watch that tongue of yours, before I slaughter it. Enjoy your stay her, Robert. I would see you, let me think, maybe never."

I smirked at his pathetic condition, not before walking out from his suite.

Flashback Ends

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