Married To A Powerful Domineering Billionaire

DIRTY DESIRES AND BEAUTIFUL MEMORIES

ERIC’S POV

With eyes shut and small plump lips slightly parted, I wondered if she was saying that it was okay to kiss her.

*Sighs*

No, she wasn’t. I just had that effect on her. I tend to have that much effect on Women. I was certain she wouldn’t want me to kiss her. I had to stop myself from taking an action I had already begun and wanted so desperately, therefore, I leaned into her shoulder instead. But that didn’t help, even in the least, because her nape was just right there, accessible in front of me, and I couldn’t help but picture the wildest things.

Fuck these images that kept popping up in my mind. I could feel my nerves cringing and all of my sexual muscles tightening. The desire to have her was worsening, getting harder and harder for me to control. When would I ever get to hear her say that word with my name attached to it?

“Harder Eric.”

Probably never. She didn’t seem like the kind of girl to go wild in bed or moan like a slut, that I was quite certain about. Plus, she had never even said my name before. These dirty desires were getting extremely worse, and it didn’t help that I was this close to her. I pulled away and helped her onto the carousel while I tried to get my mind in order.

Leaning on a desk, I found myself smiling as I watched her screaming in excitement as she rode the carousel while throwing her hands in the air and laughing all elated like there was no tomorrow. She looked cute, too cute that I couldn’t take my eyes off of her.

So there was this side of her? It was the best sight ever. I could only wish she’d be like this when we are together and alone.

“Eric!!” She called out to me, before erupting into woo’s of delight. For a moment, my entire body froze, did she just call my name? I looked up at her, she was waving at me. That was the first.

“Can I get on the booth ride?” She screamed to me, pointing to the left where the huge booth ride mounted. I walked up to her and helped her down from the horseback.

“Can I ride the booth ride?”

‘No, it’s dangerous.’ I wanted to say, but, seeing the enthusiasm in her eyes and the excitement in her voice as she asked, I could never say no.

“Fine, let’s get on it together.”

RAYNE’S POV

I stared at him in surprise. But then I nodded in agreement. We claimed a booth and the ride started.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

“Whoah hoah!” I shouted. This was my first time riding a booth. When I had been here with my parents, they hadn’t let me get on it, because of my fear of heights. But seeing how less frightened my heart felt while I rode it, I could tell that I already outgrew that.

After spending many minutes in the booth with Eric sitting arms crossed next to me, I hurried towards the swing. I was already starting to feel shaky and weak in the knees, but that all was just a start. Eric had spent a lot into renting this place, so, I wouldn’t be at ease with myself if I don’t enjoy it to the fullest. Wasting money has never been my thing. Probably because I grew up in a family that barely had anything to their name.

After swinging my muscles out, I was tired out and decided to take a walk along the waterfall. As Eric and I walked through the stairway around the circle waterfall, I ran my fingers on the gold cross-shaped railing encrusting the waterfall.

“You had fun, didn’t you?” Eric asked.

I nodded in affirmation. “I first came here when I was young, with my parents. I had always wanted to visit the place, but because my parents couldn’t afford to bring me, so I had to act like I didn’t have any desire to visit the place. But you see, one day, Mom and Dad surprised me. They dressed so well and smelled good, unlike their usual self, and they brought me here, despite not having much. I could never understand how they got to know about my secret wishes.” I exhaled raggedly as I thought back at those memories I held dear. I didn’t really know why I was telling him all of this. They were memories I had never shared with anyone before.

“After my parents died a few years ago, I had only been forced to recall the terrible memories. You know, the ones with the sufferings, their pains, and their deaths. I had completely forgotten about the pleasant memories we created together. The promises they made to me, and fulfilled. But, thanks to you, today, I got to recall all of those beautiful moments spent with them. Thank You.” I smiled at him, that probably was the first of it, but, maybe because I was in an emotional mood, and was sincerely grateful to him, I didn’t feel shy.

He stared at me briefly and then looked away without saying anything. But, as we continued towards the riverside, the excitement from moments ago slowly faded and was replaced by memories from the tea party this morning that came rushing back through my mind.

“Who knows the circumstances surrounding their marriage.”

I had meant to ask him something before this whole pleasant surprise came up.

Slowly, I stopped in my tracks and gradually turned to meet his gray eyes. He too had stopped walking. And had a blank expression on.

I looked up at him, contemplating on how best to ask him what I was about to.

I noticed him raise a brow in concern and then, he asked. “Are you okay?”

With a wry smile, I nodded at him. “Can I ask you something?”