Chapter 25
Claire wanted to escape from him like a wind and rush to her bedroom but he leaned over. His nose nuzzled up and down through the length of her throat with her frame concealed in his arms like his most prised possession.
Her body heated up like a tornado with his touch.
He ducked his head into her hair and inhaled deeply her blossoming fragrance.
Claire's cheeks turned red hot with his undefiled action.
"I love the way you blush to my most unmarred moves." He whispered and kissed her neck.
She sizzled like a dried leaf. Wetness pooled between her legs and she jumped to her feet. "I need to pee." She announced and ran to her bedroom.
She did not know when her eyes closed off. But during the night she found a presence beside her on the bed and her heart threatened to stop at any moment.
"Please do not go away. I need you beside me. Or else I have to drink to the oblivion to numb this pain." Carlrequested, put his arm around her pulling her closer and closed his eyes.
What was wrong with this guy? The man who threatened the complete world with his savage was actually a wounded soul. Deep under his heart he had bruises buried which he concealed under his thick exterior and nobody knew. She could feel his heart beating fast against her back. His arm was on her waist and body wrapped around her small frame like a creeper curled to the wall.
He could feel her every curve, just with the invocation of the thought Claire was enveloped with the swelter of passion.
She was becoming more and more attracted to the mafia leader. The greater she wanted to stay away from him, the bigger was her fall to his august virility.
His body was hot against her cold self and she bit her lip to restrict the moan that was about to escape her lips.
Probably he realised her tumult and caressed her upper arms. "Close your eyes and try to sleep. You will be fine."
Carl's voice was rough and husky oozing machismo in his half sleepiness hearing which her nerves were on a haywire of fervor.
When Claire couldn't sleep even after half an hour, he turned her. Directing her head on his arm, he brought her to his embrace and kissed her hair. "I can understand but tonight please bear with me because I cannot lay away from you. You will find sleep now." He told her softly and rested his chin on the top of her head.
****
Two months later
Sapphire overheard the phone of Carl speaking to someone.
She immediately called the superintendent of the police. "Hello officer this is a call from NIA officer SapphireTaylor speaking to you. I have information that two weeks later on Thursday evening at seven there is going to be an arms deal at the Night Queen club owned by Carl Campbell. I would need the help of the police force to catch Carl, who is the most precarious and wanted national criminal."
"Sure madam, the cops will be dressed in civil uniform with fake identities but vigilant and patrolling in the club ready for your command at any moment of time on the night. I will be shortly sending you their names and identities." The police officer assured her firmly.
*****
Carl went to his club the next night, occupied one of the bar stools and ordered for his usual drink.
"In a minute sir." The boy extended him the glass.
After taking a sip, one of the girls at the club reached him, swaying her hips. "Hey Carl, I have been waiting for you here for months. You stopped coming to the club. We are due for a long… wanna have some fun with me tonight?" Extending her invitation, Samantha, one of the girls from his past relationships bit her lip running her finger from his cheek to his jawline seductively.
"I am sorry Samantha. I have stopped my sensual ventures with other women." Carl politely declined and took out her arms which were around his shoulders almost in a hug.
Samantha batted her masClaire filled eyelashes innocently and concealed the hurt of his rejection in a smile. "You sound like a family man. Nevertheless I am happy for you. But you should not hesitate if you need me at any time. I am just a phone call away." She came forward and gave him a friendly hug which was gladly accepted by Carl.
He was no longer interested in indulging in venereal endeavors. The only woman Carl would wish to consummate is the eighteen year old innocent girl ClaireKnights.
Little did he know she was not the little unsullied Angel that he believed her to be but the most exceptional and unsurpassed ….
He summoned the manager for the bar dancer. Leena, the bar dancer with hardly any clothes but glitter on her complete body approached Carl. "Good Evening sir. How can I be of help to you?"
"Leena, I need your services after two weeks, on the coming Thursday. There is going to be a major arms deal late in the night in this club. We have insider information that the cops are going to be there." Carlsighed. This is the first time he is facing so much disturbance from the legal areas. It is confirmed somebody very close to him is betraying and providing information to the cops. But when did the law in this country become so sincere?
"I want you ready with your teammates to give your best performance and distract the police. You do not have to worry about the payment. All the bar dancers' salary will be doubled for the day with a casual leave extended for the next day." Leena smiled satisfactorily.
"Sir you are the best employer we found in our career. I assure you the girls will be ready and we will give our best performance to distract the cops from your deal." Carl nodded and emptied the glass before he walked out of the club.
*****
Claire was waiting for Carl at home so that both of them could have dinner together. He came from the office and had gone out calling for urgent work.
Claire almost fell asleep on the couch waiting for him when she heard the twisting of the door knob of the entrance. "You are home…." Claire spoke delightedly, rubbing her eyes to get rid of sleep.
"I prepared Shanghai noodles today for dinner. Let us have it, I am feeling very hungry."
Carl took her in his arms and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. "Why did you wait for me so long, sweetheart? You should have had your dinner when you were hungry and went to bed."
Suddenly the happiness on Claire's features was gone, replaced by anger and glumness which fortunately Carldid not notice. "Give me five minutes of time. By the time you arrange the cutlery on the table I will be back after a quick shower." He kissed her cheek and raced to the stairs skipping one at a time to reach the bedroom quicker.
Claire thought he was a changed man and she slowly started falling in love with him. But she was wrong. CarlCampbell was always a womanizer and he will continue on his philandering habits no matter what till the end of time. There was no need for a genius to make the guess. The lipstick mark on his shirt collar and the smell of the women's perfume coming out of his shirt was a proof. Like a glass broken to pieces the evidence smashed her heart.
He just slept with someone and came home late. Obviously he was a man with needs and warm blood flowing in his veins. He needed to be laid and she was keeping her distance.
Nevertheless she also understands being a mature person she had no right to question him. He did not commit any relationship with her. At times since they were staying under the same roof, things heated up. But other than that he did not promise her anything and neither she did to him.
But Claire couldn't help confessing to herself a part of her broke understanding him with another woman just a few hours ago. The dinner went on in extreme silence. Carl looked at her suspiciously. "Is everything alright with you Claire?"
He got up from the dining chair he was occupying and took a seat beside her. Holding her shoulder, he turned her to him and spoke concernedly. "You know you can speak to me regarding anything. Did something happen at your college? Anyone misbehaved….Are you not feeling well?" Carl kept questioning, his eyes full of worry gazing down at her dilated eyes but Clairedecided to keep silent. There was no use crying over spilt milk. It was not like he had ever hidden his true self before her. He was a Casanova and remained the same. The problem was with her. When she entered his house she had certain goals in mind and now the situation is completely different.
When Claire did not say anything even after his persuasion, Carl understood she needed time to confess. "I appreciate you wanting space. But I'm all ears and always here waiting for you to say what is troubling you." He carried her bridal style to the bedroom and gingerly placed her on the bed like she was a porcelain doll and kissed her forehead.
"Sleep tight sweetheart. You look tired and require rest." He covered her in a blanket before switching off the light and walked out of the room, closing the door softly behind him.
The next day while both of them were having breakfast, Claire told him she would like to stay with Elena for a few days.
Carl did not like her choice the least bit. He wanted her to confess what was bothering her so that he could solve her issues but he did not like to force her on anything. Whatever it was they were taking things slowly between them and he wanted it to go that way.
"Sure. James will drop you." He said and corrected his tie while standing up from the dining chair.
He cupped her cheeks in his warm hands and directed her head upwards to look at him. "Why do I have this intuition that something unwelcoming is going to happen between us? You're going to tell me if there is anything disturbing you, right?" He asked her feeling vulnerable.
"I cannot stay alone in this house. It feels like every wall and every door is ridiculing me for my loneliness. I have gone addicted to you and I need you like a breath for my body. I expect you to come back home within two days and tell me what the damn thing is troubling you. Okay?" He asked her softly but with sternness in his tone.
"Call me once you reach there." Claire simply nodded, not meeting his eyes. There was a weird turbulence going on in him, something which said everything they have is going to shatter in a short time.
*****
She had no privacy in the house and she needed space to sort out things regarding her life. Though she would lock her door, he would use the spare keys to enter inside and sleep beside her. Sometimes Claire felt suffocated by his love. He had the right to do everything he desired with her and sleep with another woman the next day. But she had to give him an explanation even when she went to attend her family dinner.
She couldn't stand the skirt chasing ways of him anymore. He would no way allow her to leave the house or maybe even house arrest her if she called their relationship quits.
Thus she told him she would stay a few days at Elena's. During the time she can plan out something to move out of the city that does not get into his surveillance cameras.
Were the weirdly fallen love birds made for each other?
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