Chapter 142 Bryce and Angela
"That is great news," Matilda said, trying to express some joy. "So how do we get her home?" she asked.
"I am going to see Devon now. I will need the guards to come with me. I know the house very well. While I keep Devon busy, your men will sneak in and get her out," Bryce informed her.
"That is a good plan. Let's get the guards," Matilda said and quickly walked away.
Bryce lifted his gaze, staring at the end of the staircase. Angela was in one of the rooms upstairs. She was free now, and he felt, despite what they had agreed, it was okay to let her know she was a free person now. With this thought in mind, Bryce headed for the staircase and soon found himself in front of Angela's room door.
He took in a deep breath and adjusted his clothes before knocking gently on the door. It was answered by Zora, and seeing Bryce's face, she rather exited the room.
"Angela is awake. What are you doing here?" Zora asked.
"I came to see Angela," Bryce asked shoving his hand into his pocket.
"She is still unhappy with you," Zora informed him.
"I have some important news. I want to deliver it to her in person," Bryce said.
"You don't want her to know you stay here too, do you?" Zora asked.
"I am only visiting," Bryce said. "I can visit. I am allowed," he added, and Zora twisted her lips before saying okay.
Zora led Bryce into the room and straight to the balcony, where Angela and Mrs Anderson sat chatting.
"We have a visitor," Zora announced upon opening the door to the balcony, and Angela tensed up immediately upon seeing Bryce.
"Mr Moore came to deliver a piece of important news to Angela," Zora said, staring at the two pairs of disapproving gazes staring at her.
"Angela, can I speak with you privately?" Bryce requested standing at the entrance to the balcony. "Please?" he added, and Angela nodded.
Zora and Mrs Anderson stepped out of the balcony, leaving Bryce and Angela alone.
"How are you?" Bryce inquired, and Angela moved her gaze away from him while still sitting.
"I am fine," Angela replied, placing one hand over the other with her gaze looking elsewhere.
"I know you are still mad at me. I understand, but I came bearing good news," Bryce said, and Angela still didn't look at him. "Eva confessed, but before we could get her confession on record, she took her own life," he said, and that made Angela shift her gaze to him. "But don't worry, we have evidence that exonerates you. It will be published in the papers soon. Eva would take the fall for now, but we will bring the rest of the criminals to face the law," he said.
"Thank you," Angela said, and Bryce walked towards her after staring at her face for a while.
He joined her on her seat, and Angela frowned, but he smiled, seeing her frown.
"What are you doing?" Angela asked, and Bryce knew she was wondering why he joined her in her seat.
Without warning, Bryce kissed her, and Angela froze in place. Bryce cupped the side of her face and deepened the kiss. He moved his hand to her chest and got a responsive reaction from her. He felt happy within and moved his hand to her thigh. He caresses her thigh, moving his hand up to her waist.
"What are you doing?" Angela finally withdrew from the kiss by pressing her hand gently on his chest, pushing him back away from herself.
"I love you, Angela and I want you back in my life. I made a mistake. Please be mine again," Bryce said, still cupping Angela's face in his hand.
While talking to her, he read that desire in her eyes when she briefly stared at him. He had seen that before when they were together. That was what moved him to kiss her.
"Bryce, I am still mad at you for everything you did to me," Angela said, but Bryce noticed her voice was filled with hurt and not anger.
"I know, and that is why I want to make it up to you. I know I wronged you, and I want to right that wrong," Bryce said and rubbed her cheeks with his thumb as she stared at his face.
"I want you, Angela," Bryce whispered and read in Angela's eyes the rush of desire filling her.
He could see Angela was trying to control it and keep it down, but with him sitting in front of her, looking more handsome than before, it was becoming hard for her to keep her desire down. Bryce could read her and knew she was different. He was not sure what was happening to her, but he would not stop her if she wanted him. He brushed his lips against hers, and she closed her eyes. He kissed her again, and she didn't protest but rather responded. Bryce's hand went under her clothes and slowly lay her down on her back as he continued to kiss her passionately, coming on top of her. Angela wrapped her hands around Bryce and yielded to the passion consuming her, making Bryce happy.
"I love you, Angela," Bryce breathed, trailing kisses down her neck, going down to her chest.
Angela arched her body to his, responding to him, but Bryce began to think that feeling Angela's response to him was odd. He loves her and respects her. He didn't want to take advantage of her. He pulled away from her and sat down, pulling her up from the seat.
"I am sorry," Bryce said, and Angela lowered her head, feeling embarrassed. "I miss you, and I yearn for you, but I want to earn everything I once had with you," he said as he didn't want to embarrass Angela.
"Hmmm," Bryce heard Angela say, but she was unable to look at him.
It was like her desire kicked in the moment he walked in. Left alone with him, the desire grew inside of her. She tried to keep it down, but then he kissed her, making her lose control. He felt the wetness in her undergarment, and he knew she felt embarrassed by it.
Angela shifted her gaze to the tea on the table, making Bryce follow in the direction of her gaze. Bryce wondered if someone had drugged her. That will explain her behaviour.
"I will take my leave now," Bryce said and stood up to leave.
Angela sat there with her legs crossed over the other, trying to keep her desire down. Bryce walked up to the door and turned to stare at Angela. She was still sitting there with her legs crossed over the other, and her hand was pressed against the side of her neck. He could tell she was battling her desires inside just like he was battling his.
"Do you want me to stay?" Bryce asked, and Angela shifted her gaze to him.
Of course, she wanted him to stay. He awakened a desire in her, and now he wants to leave her hanging. She could not reply to Bryce aside from staring at him like him, like she was staring at her favourite food while feeling very hungry, but Bryce was picking up everything she was feeling and already knew her answer to his question.
"I want you too," Bryce said and walked back to her.
He scooped her into his arms and exited the balcony with her. He took her to the bedroom and lay her on the bed. He took his jacket off, unbuttoned his shirt and lowered his body to hers, lying on top of her. He captured her lips in a kiss and began taking her clothes off. His hands were all over her body as her hand was all over him. He moved his lips to her chest, capturing her peaches in his mouth. He heard Angela let out a moan. His finger went into her, and her lady door pushed out some liquid. She was ready for him. He slowly impaled her, and he could hear more moans escaping her lips, and that got him excited. He began to rock his body back and forth, and Angela completely opened up to him.
"Mr Moore, why are you smiling?" Bryce heard Angela ask.
"Hmm," Bryce said, still rocking his body and gradually increasing the tempo.
"Mr Moore?" Angela called out to him again, and this time she snapped her fingers in his face.
Bryce moved his head back only to realise he was still standing at the entrance of the balcony door and Angela was snapping her fingers in his face.
"It was all in my head," Bryce thought and realised a certain part of him had become very hard.
He was glad he wore tight pants under his trousers.
"Why do you want to see me?" Angela asked and walked away from him.