Raging Love

Kapitulo 14

Kapitulo 14

"Hey!" I called out to Cyrex when I realized that he was staring at me. He gestured to his lap, and I smiled and sat on him. "I'm looking for you."

He brushed my hair. "Did you eat it already?"

I shook my head, rubbing his face. His eyes were anchored on me, dark and gloomed. I pressed his eyebrows as I pressed his lower lip. I am aware that some individuals are staring at us, but I don't care. As long as I have a chance to touch him, I do it.

"Ghad called me. Your phone is missing," he said, barely taunting me. I kissed the tip of his nose. "You can't come home. There is a typhoon this week."

I nodded, sighing. "I know. I came from the airport, and they said that all tickets were fully booked.

He nuzzled his nose against my chin before returning to my lips. I pressed his and a smirk grew on his lips. This man is so alluring and yet so irritating at the same time. But I don't give a s**t. He's this and I couldn't want another Cyrex for duplicates.

"Cy, you have to eat," I called out to him, and he tingled my breast and I moved a little bit.

"I'm not hungry," and he then bites my neck, trailing a mark down to my ribcage. Looking up at me. "I am full of your kisses. I don't want more."

Okay, here we go again. He really is back. I fixed his locks and kissed his cheek. His face is so tender. Even in his face, I feel warmth.

"Cy..." I called him, and he looked at me. I breathed. "I'm hungry."

He smirked. "With me?"

I spat on his shoulder, and he laughed. Pressing his lips on my head, he lifted me off of his lap and slid his hand to my waist. This is Cyrex Jashford Resere, the man who has all the qualities of a man, despite the darkness that glints in my dusk world.

"Where are we going?" I asked when he tightened his hand on my waist. "Cy, I said I'm hungry."

He watched me, smiling. Kaya nga pupunta tayo para kumuha ng makakain. "Gutom na rin ako."

I winced. "You haven't got originality, have you?"

He smirked. "Sasamahan kita. I'm not going to eat. I'll just... watch you eat. "

I flushed. I looked away. He always had the words to throw at me. I shifted my gaze to the people. Luina was busy fixing Ghaston's hair, while Ghaston was busy feeding her. I shook my head in amusement.

He pulled the chair for me. I sat down and he pushed a little and pressed his lips on my head. I should be used to this by now. I knew he always put his lips on every part of my body. And I do love it.

"I'll just get your food," he said in a deep tone. Leaning, he kissed my lips. "Don't talk to anyone, okay?

I nodded. "Yes, sir..."

He smirked and caressed my face. Staring at the table, I couldn't take him out of my brain. Especially when he knelt and offered me the ring without even asking me if I would accept it or not. I know he would never ask me, but I take it that he's confident enough to slide the ring onto my finger.

While waiting for him, someone stopped next to me. I cleared my throat when I saw him again. What is he doing here? A smile formed in one line when his sight darted at me. I half-smiled.

"You," he said, and he went in my direction. He even sat down in Cyrex chair. "Are you the birthday celebrant?"

I nodded slowly. He gave me a smile and looked around. Until he averted his gaze from my backside. In curiosity, I swiveled around and saw Cyrex with the tray.

"Who the hell invited you here?" Cyrex raised his voice. I rub his arm and he calmed, putting the tray on the table. "I told you that Dazron needs your help, yet you're here on my wife's birthday."

My cheeks heated at the word. Wife. What a word. I suppose they knew each other based on their interactions. The man gave him a smirk and looked at me.

"Cannon!" His voice hefted again, and I hastened to calm him.

"Easy," he said, smirking. "I'm here to greet your wife on her birthday. Besides, Dazron invited me to come here. "

"You say what?" he said, alarmed. "Iniwan n'yo ang lolo?"

"Nando'n naman si Ruther at ang asawa niya," he replied, looking at me. His sight went back to him. "Dazron and his wife are here. Also, his children. "

I look at Cyrex. He rubbed his temples. I don't know who this man was, but he looked like a man from Antarctica. I continued rubbing his arm until he looked down at me as his hand caressed my face.

"Fine. You can stay here," Cyrex said, and Cannon smirked at him. He settled next to me and put his hand on my lap. "Eat."

I nodded, smiling. My gaze went to Cannon, who was now grinning like he liked to tease this man beside me. Cannon looked at him as if he wanted to annoy him, so I assumed they were related.

"Stop looking at me!" Cyrex said, in a harsh tone, and he leaned on my shoulder. He got into my head and pressed his lips to my ear. "Eat it."

"I will, sir," I jokingly told him, and he gave me a look. I grinned.

"Stop gawking at me," he said, and leaned back on my shoulder. I nodded and patted his cheek with my hand.

I started eating when someone called Cannon. He bid his goodbye, and Cyrex looked relieved. I take it that they're not close. I patted his shoulder and leaned in to kiss his neck. He moaned, and I spat on his chest. He chuckled.

"You like romance, don't you?" he asked in a seductive tone. I shook my head and spooned the food to him. He welcomed the spoon, chewing. "You're better than this."

"God, stop!" I barked, smiling. He took my hand and snaked it around his chest. "Come on, I'm eating."

He raised an eyebrow. "So?"

"So? You're distracting me," I called him out. He stared at me. "Stop staring. Goodness. "

He laughed secretly. "Fereine Anasco. What did you do to me, huh? "

I smirked. "Eat, Mr. Resere."

He gawked at me, seriously. I take in my brain the moment I said that to him. The corner of his lips lifted into a grin while his eyes started to make contact with mine.

"Was that the endearment you said yesterday?" His lips are now dancing. God, what should I be supposed to do? He's back to being cocky again.

"It's formality, not endearment..." I said this to correct a misconception.

His brow wrinkled. "It could be an endearment when we get married."

Goodness. What is he saying? My cheeks are now reddened and I do not want him to see that. I hid my face in his neck and he pressed his lips on my ear, nibbling the corner of my earlobe.

"What's wrong, wife?" he said, smiling. He got my head and watched my face. "Come on, is this a new gesture to you?"

I shook my head. It's true; he's been using them all the time when we're dating. But there's some new that I did not expect, especially when he moved out and ignored me. I didn't take that he had a plan for my birthday. What a clever man he is.

"Thank you," I said in the middle of nowhere.

"For what?" he retorted, spooning me some food. I grabbed the food with my mouth and he grinned.

"So sassy," he said in my ear. "Don't you want to grab me?"

"Goodness. You're seducing me, aren't you? " I replied, and he just pouted his lips. Damn those lips.

"Come on..." he forced me, and I just shook my head, sighing. "Okay, kahit kiss na lang. Saka na further activities."

I stared at him, smiling. "Can't you stop, can you?"

"I won't," he retorted, smirking.

I breathed. "Fine. Just one. "

He nodded. I leaned in to kiss him on the lips. But when I was about to remove mine, he caressed my back and shoved his tongue into mine. I replied to his kisses as if none of them could see us. Damn this man. Why can't he go slow?

He pulled himself off of me. Staring at my eyes, he feathers a hand on my face, down to my breast. I looked at him when he pushed one hand on my breast. I shook my head while I couldn't help but smile, showing some erotic needs.

"I can cup this when we're married," he whispered while looking at my breast. He slid down to my pelvis, creating a circular movement. Slowly.

"Cyrex... they might see us..." he cut me off by pressing his hand against my neck until he came to a halt in front of my face. I closed my eyes and felt the intimate sensation that he was giving me.

"Marry me," he said, under his breath. I opened my eyes and looked at him, puzzled by what he said.

"Now?" I asked, and he nodded. He pressed his nose against my breast and nuzzled the tip at the front.

But then he cut me off again with one of his fingers attached to my lips, and he then barely parted my lips and pulled himself up and watched me.

"Marry me. That's an order," he said, and I smiled. I want to be his wife, too. I don't even know if we will work. But wait, what about my dream?

I exhaled, nodding. I didn't know what to say. We stared at each other for a moment before it dawned on him what I truly desired from him.

"You sure?" he asked, and I nodded. He smiled widely and leaned in to plant a kiss on me.

"Yeah, but not now," I said and cupped his face. "I have to make my dreams happen."

He sighed. "Fine."

I kissed his nose.

I was wrong. I can't avoid this man. I will not, under any circumstances, reject him. I was vulnerable and became his own submissive when he touched me.

Cyrex coated the dress. It was a white midi dress. while he's wearing his business suit. I rubbed his shoulder as his hand circled below my waist. It feels like my veins are now convulsing, pulsating, and radiating. Especially when his lips touched my nape, nibbling with his warm, smooth mouth.

"You ready?" he asked casually, and I nodded. He kissed my nape again and swiveled my body with his hands. "Fereine."

"Cy..." I said, almost in a whisper, and he leaned forward to level my nose. "I'm happy that you're here with me. Even I hated you."

He smirked. "I hate myself, too. I cannot help but search for your skin. It brightens my day. It widens my brain. And it tingles my soul."

Oh, please. Shut up. Are you sure that he's serious about you? Here she is again. My subconscience would not leave me, not until I felt wrecked and abandoned.

"Cyrex..." I almost moaned his name when he pressed his lips to my neck.

He gathered himself and looked at me. "After this, you'll be completely mine. My soul. My everything."

I cleared my throat. He continued lapping my neck, barely sucking my breasts behind the cloth. I got his head and kissed him without even thinking that we were beyond our needs.

He pulled himself up, caressing my face. "We can't do this yet."

I was stunned. I can't believe that he controlled the temptation that he was facing. Who's this man, by the way?

I gawked at my man. Damn. How can he even manage to be like that? Yes, he is dark and complicated, but I can't take that from him because of his effort to give me the fire. I know that he's a very busy person, and I can't take it from him. He worked extremely hard for both the company and for me. Such a rigorous man.

He guides me to step the staircase. I hold in his arm. Strolling down the stairs, I saw some men lifting the rope. His work is not easy but he still do it for their family. Or considered for himself only.

"Where are we going?" I asked in a sudden when we head out to the freeway. I am not excited for this for he didn't tell me anything.

"Shh..." he said, and smirked.

I breathed in. He continued steering the wheels until we stopped at the place. I look up at the building and run my sight to the gigantic boat. I don't know where the heck are we but I figured later on that we're in a port. But, who owns this pier?

"These are our ships," he said, sliding his hand down to my waist. "They'll be routing from here to the north, south, and east. All were good and fast."

I count his ships. One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten! Ten cruise ships. What is this man thinking? He's one of the richest men in this country, if ever. Damn. Is this really true? These are all belong to one person. Him.

"You're the most swankiest ever," I joked, and he took that when he laughed slightly.

"No, I don't care about my money. I'm not a billionaire nor a tycoon. I'm just... average," he said and shrugged.

"Average? Are you kidding me? " I turned to him, alarmed. He gave me a smirk and leaned in to kiss my breast. "Ten cruise ships. Two arenas and one grand mall. Average? "

It was new to me when I heard from someone that he had two arenas and one mall. And these ships? Damn. Who is this man with me?

He sighed. "Darling, I don't care about all of these. I may be the swankiest, but my life is empty. Because you are not in my soul. "

"Cy..." I said it almost in a whisper when he pressed his lips against mine. He flipped me in an abrupt motion and steadied his chin on my shoulder as he sucked my ear.

"You're my life, Fereine," he whispered and slid his lips into my neck. "I love you."

His voice is deep but romantic. Hey may be not the romantic type of person, dark and gloomy, but that would never change the fact that I'm into him. Now, completely. I'm all his.

I closed my eyes, exhaling. "I love you."

He nuzzled my ear. I bit my lip as he nipped my neck. This gesture won't take place. This is only for him. Only him alone.