Chapter 8: I Remember You

Archer's POV

I smashed my lips against hers in for a bruising kiss. She didn't react at first but after a few seconds, she started moving her luscious soft lips with mine. Trying to match my pace.

The feeling so sweet it made me smile. I've wanted to do this since the day I first saw her.

In the bathroom confused and shocked. The frown that had formed on her lips which I wanted to wipe off so badly, with my lips.

The urge to do so and to feel her maximized when I touched her and felt her in my arms.

I devoured her mouth and brought her body closer to mine.

Her hands tugged on my hair.

I bit her lower lip to seek entrance. Earning a sweet moan.

I shoved my tongue in her mouth to discover every corner of it.

Her moans were swallowed by me. My hands roamed around her back. I rested one of my hands on her waist pulling her closer to me, squeezing it under my grip. It would surely leave a mark.

And that's what I wanted to mark her.

The other one snaked down to cup her perky butt. I squeezed it hard.

She arched her back and moaned with pleasure. I slowed down kissing her gently.

Breaking the kiss out of breath and gently pecked her lips. She stood there with her eyes shut, breathing heavily.

She looked like the best combination of pure and evil. In her white dress and swollen red lips.

Her red lipstick was smudged and her hair in a sexy mess of brown waves.

"Non ho mai assaggiato qualcosa di così dolce."

(I've never tasted something so sweet.)

"Hmm," she said in a low tone.

She opened her eyes still leaning against the wall and fluttered them close with a smile adorning her lips.

Giselle leaned into me to rest her head on my shoulder.

"You're him. The one who saw me in the bath. I remember you." She whispered and then giggled embarrassed.

Finally, she remembered. I thought she wouldn't ever.

Her arms fell at her sides. She just fell on me. I held her wrapping my arms around her.

I tried to wake her up but she didn't. She muttered something and drowned into a deep slumber.

"Elly?" a voice called out from behind.

"Excuse me... If she did anything- ..."

I veered my head to look at a guy carrying a worried expression.

He was one of my employees. I had seen him in the office.

But why was he looking for her?

Who was he? Her boyfriend?

"Mr. Archer." His expression changing from worried to shocked in a second.

"I'm so sorry about her. She doesn't drink but today she..." He stopped his babbling.

"You can give her to me. I'll take care of her." I glared at him.

"Ohh don't get me wrong, sir. She's my friend. I've come here with her sister and cousin. You can trust me."

Just when he finished. As on cue, two girls walked down the hall towards us.

"Oh my God Elly." A girl who looked similar to Giselle spoke.

"Let's get her out of here. God knows what she does next. And it's her first time drinking we don't know how she'll react. And she'll be hungover tomorrow. Ohh, God!" The other one with jet black hair spoke.

"Jake you go get the car ready. We'll bring her."

"I can help you," I said my accent not leaving its essence.

"Ohh thank you."

....

I placed her in the back seat of their car. Moving a few strands of hair covering her face.

She stirred in her sleep and sighed.

It looked cute on her.

Damn everything about her was beautiful.

I backed away from the car and found her sister assessing me. On the way here we had our introductions.

"Thank you, Mr. Archer."

"Not a problem Miss. Raelyn."

"I guess it's too formal for me you can call me Rae." She extended her hand towards me which I took with a smile.

"Goodbye, Mr. Archer."

I nodded my head towards them. Taking a last glimpse at her and left.

She's still the same as years before. Sweet and feisty.

I saw her slamming the man on the bonnet of a car. She surprised me.

He was a bartender who worked here. Being their usual customer he knew me.

So when he looked back at me. I glared at him telling him to leave to which he understood and left.

Good for him he didn't stay, no one likes broken legs.

And the way she had swayed her hips to the music and scrunched her nose whenever a song she dislikes played. It made me laugh. I was looking at her from our booth.

Celeste and her brother have returned to Canada to my dismay. But I'll have to deal with them. Only this last project and then I'll get rid of them.

Celeste kept hitting on me the entire time. I didn't react, keep my composure.

But when she came after me. While I was attending an important call she pissed me off above my limits.

Although later what my princess gave me was blissful.

I didn't get to know her much then. After the thing at the bathroom.

At that time she didn't look at me in the eye. She had kept her head hung low the entire time we had been there.

Every time she tries to run away from me.

Like she'll burn.

But I won't let her run this time.

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A/N

I hope you'll liked the chapter.

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