Thorns of Roses

Marry me

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CHAPTER 37

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Three weeks.

Three weeks and you wouldn’t even dare to see what’s been happening to me for that past weeks.

I didn’t know that someone can hold me down by my neck face down.

Never in a million years did I imagine someone’s holding me up and can’t even back up.

That’s what Hannah Evans is to me.

You may see me as a f*****g jerk or a fuckboy or maybe just a f*****g hopeless romantic that I pushed myself towards Corinne then jump into her friend the next day.

But it was far from what you can see in that naked eye. What we have isn’t something you can see behind her smiles and behind all my kisses.

In time.

Seeing her that night with my f*****g manipulative cousin gets the very best of me.

I wanted to kill her and him at the same time for making me feel something I didn’t want to feel.

But at the same time, when those big dark eyes stared at me, telling me that she can’t love me, I wanted to pushed my d**k inside her even deeper that he will forget who this man is, for her to remember who she belongs to.

Corinne and I, we share the same soul.

She may not realize it sooner, but eventually she will.

Even if there’s a f*****g red headed girl warming up my bed and making my blood boils recently.

I just got home from the work, I used to call it work, because there’s nothing I can call it just like that. Let’s just say, I have been doing some good deeds for years now that my father didn’t know off. And I wish to stay it that way, because when founds out what I am up to and what measurements I am doing to sustain this work, he will f*****g beheaded me.

And have it sent to that place, for everyone to see what he did to me.

After I took a bath, I checked my phone to see that Corinne’s been calling me for the past hour. Without a voicemail without a single text.

What’s happening?

Does she already know the result of the investigation? I had tried my very best for her not to know any of it for it will only break her heart.

A knock on my bedroom door set me on shock “Who is it?”

“Young master, a girl is waiting for you outside. She said she needed to talk to you.” That’s Sancho, our butler.

I sigh, thinking that it was Hannah again forgetting something “Is that some red headed girl?”

“No, sir. She has a jet-black hair.”

I only know one jet black hair in my existence, and that’s Corinne.

“Okay.”

I instantly goes down with only a bath towel hugging my below, even if I didn’t open the door, I already knew that the rain is pouring hard outside “Why didn’t you let her get inside?”

“Security measures, Young master.”

I groan and open the door for her and I was greeted by a soaking wet, bloodied Corinne Angeline Lewis shivering while hugging her small frame.

“Corinne?”

She sobs but there’s no sound, her eyes were bloodshot red. “Marry me—”

She whispers that I can’t even quite pinpoint if I heard her right “What?”

“Marry me—”

Before she can even finish what she’s about to say, she’s slowly losing her balance and I am glad I catch her before she falls. Her body is wet but her skin is so warm, too much warm.

I carry her effortlessly and made my way towards my room “Call doctor Adams, right now!”

Panic course inside my veins, and only she can make me feel this way. What happened to her?

“Yes, young master.”