"What's wrong?" She heard him ask but had no response to give him.
There was more to what she was feeling. How can she tell him she's falling for him?
That's just too much for her, she knows she can't have him but telling him the truth will only make things worse causing her even more pain.
"Nothing, master," said Smiles with head lowered. She can't possibly look at him right directly, or she will be exposed.
"Really?" He asked again. This felt weird somehow.
Why was he eager to know how she felt?
Or has he found out about her true feelings for him?
She swallows, shaking her head in denial.
He walks to her, tilting his head to the side as if trying to figure out something about her.
He stood tall before her, staring down at her as if trying to figure her out.
"Get up" his sudden command startled her but she quickly responded.
She met his hot gaze staring at her unwaveringly, there was just so much to it than she could tell.
He just kept on gazing down at her, not saying anything. Her eyes were slightly red from crying, and her face was pale yet still as beautiful as ever.
Staring at her was like staring at his future but deep down, he was still in a state of confusion.
She lowers her head, not wanting to stare any further.
He unplugged his right hand from his trouser, raising her head to meet him again.
"Sure you are ok?" He asked again but this time, it was different. There was in his voice that she couldn't ignore…the concern was evident in his eyes.
But why was he feeling concerned?
Wasn't he the one responsible for her tears and sadness?
Nothing made sense to her no matter how hard she tried to reason it out.
She couldn't utter a word, not when those gray eyes of his were staring at her, deeper into her soul, causing a halt in her entire being.
He leans down and captures her lips, kissing her ever so softly and gently.
She wanted to pull away but she couldn't, the strength wasn't there…
She can't imagine she is kissing him right now, another lady's fiance. What does that make her?
So much as she wished it should end, she can't stop herself from wanting more.
She kisses him back with everything she's got, trying as hard as she can to convey all her feelings to him and more.
He pulls her even closer, covering the space between them as his hands travel to her behind the neck, taking every she has to offer.
She knows she's selfish right now but even if it's the last, she wants to feel him…his touches, his kisses, everything.
She wants to let herself consume in their sins, in their world of desire and lust.
She is aware her love is lust, lust in the beauty and sweetness of her flesh. Too blind to see her heart crazily beating for him.
With all the times she tells herself not to fall for him, she promises herself she will never fall for his beauty, but she ends up failing.
She is now deeply in love with him, only to know she can't have him…love is torture, her love is torture.
It didn't take long for both of them to be rendered naked, staring at each other's nudeness.
She lies on the bed, waiting for him to make a move as he stares at her body, with a satisfied look.
Lowering himself on her, did his magic on her breast, kneading and folding it with his large palms, trailing down on her body as she arched her back to him crying in response.
He positions himself on her entrance and pushes in. His gaze never left hers as he thrust in and out of her, she cried in response.
Tears rolled down her eyes wetting on the sheet.
She knows she will never be something worth to him, and that aches her more than.
He kept on thrusting deeper into her, in a slow and gentle pace as if trying to calm her aching heart.
The slower he goes, the more the pleasure increases sending electricity throughout her being.
With one last thrust into her, he came hard, shivering on her.
She wasn't any less, she could hardly feel her surroundings.
He falls on her making extra sure not to press her as he rests his head on her chest, breathing heavily feeling her trembling body beneath him.
He carries her to the shower where they have a quick bath.
Downstairs, Lisa was chatting with the butler. Keane had ordered him to keep her busy and he was doing his job perfectly well.
She laughed from time to time, finding what he said funny.
Little did she know that her fiance was busy enjoying another girl.
After a while, Keane walks to her all clean and dressed, taking a seat by her.
He dismissed the butler with a wave of his hands turning his attention to the petite figure beside him.
"You seem to enjoy his company," he said and she nodded smiling.
"He's fun to be with," she confessed, still smiling. Well, that's what she believed because Keane sternly ordered him to keep her company. If it was another time, he wouldn't have smiled at her.
Even Smiles, who has been living in this mansion for months now, was still not able to have a proper conversation with him and he only smiled at her once…no one could tell why as even Smiles couldn't figure out why.
He nods, pulling down to lie with him as he spoons from behind.