Chapter 71


    Chapter 71 – Do Not Come Near Me (Sky‘s POV) “Really, Sky?” She snarled in a hushed tone. “Better


    stop it before I push you out of bed.” It was a warning because I could read the annoyance in her eyes,


    and with that look, if I provoked her, I would really end up on the floor. Heaving a deep sigh, I got up


    from the bed, and like a kid, I wanted to stomp my feet to let her know I was angry, too. “Where are


    you going?” She asked in a whisper, but I gave her the cold shoulder she deserved and walked out of


    the bedroom.


    “Where are you going?” I hissed, repeating her question and growling as I entered the girls‘ bedroom.


    Why was it so difficult to lure her when she kept on tempting me? If her children were not in the


    kitchen, I would take her right there on the countertop when she told me she was not wearing


    underwear.


    “Grrr! She‘s such a tease!” I wanted to bang the door as I closed it but was afraid the noise might wake


    the kids. Heaving a sigh, Iy my back on Selene‘s bed and reached for the light


    switch beside the headrest.


    The girls fell asleep before seeing the glow–in–the–dark stickers on the ceiling. I bet they would be


    happy to see the sun, moon, and stars in different shapes and sizes. The stars reminded me of


    the constetions because Olivia became obsessed with learning them after meeting Ang. She


    would tease me and say if we saw Ang again, she would beat me in


    identifying the name of the constetions on her face.


    The pictures printed from the CCTV were damaged, worn out by years of being kept in the drawer, and I


    have nothing to remind her of except the clothes she wore the day we met. I didn‘t know what got


    into me that I kept it because I never keep a token of remembrance of the women I slept with, not


    even Line‘s.


    I closed my eyes, remembering those two crazy nights with my wife. Ex–wife. I breathed out,


    hating myself that my manhood would still react, getting hard even just thinking of her. I gave up looking


    for her because there was no reason to find her. She hurt my ego and made me look stupid after


    telling me our marriage was not binding. Leo and Jake would make fun of me, telling me I was


    fooled by a seventeen–year–old teenager.


    Ang...


    “Argh!” I groaned, getting up and almost kicking the bed. Frustrated, instead of returning to my bedroom,


    I walked to the study room to make a call. I reached for the bottle of Whiskey and poured half the ss


    before calling Frank.


    It took five rings before he answered, and with thete time, I could not afford to get mad at him for not


    taking the call right away. “Sky,” He cleared his throat. “Is something wrong with the girls‘ bedroom?” He


    asked worriedly.


    “About that,” I sip a little before walking toward my table but stop midway, seeing therge picture frame.


    “Good job. Make sure to give them a bonus but yes...” My eyes narrowed, wondering if I had to share it


    with him.


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    “But yes?”


    “They‘re not in their beds but in my bed,” I snarled, emphasizing the word ‘my‘ at him.


    He snickered. “Sorry,” he said, pretending to cough to suppressughing at me.


    “I know it‘ste, but I want you to work on this first thing tomorrow.” I changed the topic.


    “What is it?”


    “Find Ang,” I answered Frank. I must find her before my wedding because I cannot marry Line


    without my heart and life. “Huh? Find Ang? Why?” It was three questions right away; the first one


    sounded like he was surprised I was asking him to find her again. “Why?” I narrowed my eyes. “I want to


    make her pay.” She bewitched me, put a spell in my heart that I could not feel love even to Line, the


    one I imed the love of my life, the one I dreamt of marrying since the day I met her. I only stopped


    ying around when Dad begged me to consider marrying seriously.


    Again “O...kay,” he uttered, sounding unsure of his answer. “This is the toughest job you‘d ever ask me to


    do, Sky,” he chuckled. “I don‘t even know where or how to start.”


    I opened my mouth to answer, but the sound of plop and ssh in the swimming pool caught my


    attention. Pressing my lips, I walked toward the adjoining ss door and moved the drapes to the side


    to peek outside. My lips parted, scoffing as I saw Anj enjoying herself in the pool. “Sky? Is everything


    okay?” “Yes. I just saw something interesting. Go back to sleep, and tomorrow, find Ang.” I did not


    wait for him to say something. I ended the call, slid the ss door, and walked toward the woman who


    made my heart go crazy again. “Jesus!” She eximed, startled at me when her head emerged from the


    water. A wicked smile curved my lips. “Definitely not him, Anj.” She turned her back on me, walking


    instead of swimming in the water toward the other side of the pool panel. “Can I join you?” I asked her,


    putting my ss on the table and taking off my shirt and pajama.


    “No!” She answered nervously. “Just go away.” I chuckled. “This is my swimming pool, Anj.


    Remember, this is my ce, so I can do anything I want.” I walked toward the other side and dove


    into the deepest part of the pool, swimming thoroughly through the cold water. I could hardly feel its


    coldness because my body temperature was rising just thinking of Anj wearing a two–piece


    swimsuit. Worried she might leave the pool, I stopped swimming and rose above the water. I


    cocked one eyebrow and swept my eyes on her worried face, wondering why she was staying on


    the dark side of the pool.


    “J– Just swim on that part, but don‘te near me, please,” She was stuttering, maybe feeling cold.


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    I walked toward her. “It‘s something about me, Anj. I don‘t listen to people when I know exactly what I


    want to do.”


    “I‘m not asking you to listen to me. Swim all you like; just don‘te near me,” she cried, clenching her


    teeth.


    I smirked, not listening to her. “Then, leave the pool,” I was just one step from her. “I...” She breathed


    hard. “I can‘t.” She closed her eyes when my hands reached for her waist underwater.


    I chuckled as my hands slid upward, taking her arms away from entwining in her chest, covering her top.


    “Don‘t,” She whispered, but I did not listen. I put her arms around my neck, hoping to bring her to the


    middle of the pool, but as our bodies touched, my heart skipped a beat, realizing why the beautiful Anj


    Perry did not want to leave the pool. “Skinny–dipping without me?” I clucked my tongue and swam,


    bringing Anj to the deepest part of the pool where she could not escape from me.