The faster we got there, the faster we left. In a flash, we were back in the city. I feel so much different now, I do not know who is waiting for me when we return. I want to hear Adams’ plan on his ex-lover whose name I don’t even know. I knew they were ended up but I was still threatened by what might happen. I don’t hold the future so it’s hard to conclude that nothing will really happen when the day comes.
Because the world is round, every movement has the potential to change. Perhaps,we think we love each other today, we don't know, maybe tomorrow we won't know each other anymore and that's what I'm afraid will happen to Adonis and me.
As soon as we stepped off the ship, everyone turned to look at Adams, because his good looks stuck out and it was clear that he didn't like taking public transportation. Perhaps they have their own or a yacht. I was irritated since the majority of the watchers were women, and they were plainly more beautiful than me due to their incredibly flawless skin.
As I observed the women, I became aware of the change in the hue of my skin, which had turned brown. I turned to face Adams, who was looking down at me and appeared to be monitoring my every move. My expression darkened as he definitely suppressed his laughing.
I would have left first since he seemed to enjoy the reaction he receives from ladies who are virtually nude due to the shortness of their clothing. But then a swarm of people came in as he abruptly pulled me, grabbed the back of my neck, and kissed me. I couldn't look at many people since my face was so red. I was mortified even more when he whispered in my ear.
"I hate it when you become upset, but... dammit... seeing you jealous giving me a boner." Despite the fact that there were many people around, he licked my earlobe, and I was quickly covered in his chest. He chuckled at my reaction, but I didn't appear to be able to portray myself well to others.
He kissed my head and dove lower into his chest before taking my suitcase and walking away. He just held me so that we could go past a large crowd. I appreciate how he considers my emotions. He doesn't put me in situations where I disgrace myself further. He knows when he'll stop, and I can't describe how fantastic it feels. I have just one wish: that we remain as we are.
We giggled as we stepped into the home. We laugh as if there is no tomorrow, and I pray that such days never cease. I wish I could be like this every day. I have nothing to be concerned about if we were always like this.
However
I was mistaken. As soon as I walked into the living room, I was faced by the lady I had claimed to be scared of. Sitting in the living room, drinking coffee, the home appeared to merge in with her, as if it already knew who she was. It was only now that I felt like a stranger when I came inside this house for the first time. I used to think I was acclimated to this home, but when I meet the woman who claims to be the Queen of this house, the floor turns to mud and consumes me. Is this truly how arduous the war was in the past?
"What else are you doing here?"
When Adams asked her, it crushed my psyche. Should I go out with them so they can talk? When I glanced at her, she was looking at me with her head tilted, like if she was drowning me. I was ready to turn around and leave when Adams spoke out and stopped me. I looked down at his hand, which was gripping my arm. It wasn't tight, but it was loose, and I could only get out with a snatch. I was about to remove it when it abruptly stiffened, and he won't let me go.
"I'd want to speak with you, Adams. It's just the two of us." She stared at me again before returning her attention to Adams.
I draw my arm away from Adams once more, but he refuses to let go. I stared at him, but he didn't turn to face me, instead looking straight ahead. His jaw clenched and his teeth were inflamed. I exchanged glances with Adams and the woman until he responded that I didn't expect him to say.
"How important is that, and my girlfriend shouldn't hear?" He grasped my waist, which surprised me. I gripped his chest because I was stunned by his rapid move. I bit my lower lip so hard that the woman turned to look at me. Regardless of the fact that they've been standing in front of each other for a long, Adams has yet to state her name.
The woman could not speak but Adams went on and added even more to what he was saying. I wanted to stop him because what he was saying to the woman was already painful. I’m a woman and I know how she feels right now.
"And I didn't give you permission to suddenly enter my house, did I?" I tugged Adams's polo while I was still holding onto his chest and his hand was wrapped around my waist. "I let you visit to the office but the ---"
“I USED TO LIVE HERE!”
Adams couldn't finish his sentence because the woman's voice echoed throughout the living room. I close my eyes because I'm worried she'll be angry and label me a snatcher. She could accuse me of stealing her ex-boyfriend. But I was offended when she mentioned she had actually lived here.
It's no surprise that the home matched in with her. What she said shattered me. It seemed as though she was remembered by every corner of the house. And what a fight I nailed after only a few weeks in this place. My lip was practically ripped apart by the biting.
"Didn't you start streaming because of me?"
I could no longer save the butterflies, she said in her final query to Adams.