Chapter 369


    When Christopher heard my exmation, his expression shifted. He lightly patted my cheeks and


    retorted, “Eve, you’re one year older than me. Should you really be calling me an old man?”


    My cheeks turned red immediately. He never failed to make me blush every time he called me by my


    nickname. He tilted his face towards me. His eyes were bright with a mischievous light.


    I yfully kicked him and snapped, “So, you fell in love at just twelve years old then? You asshole!”


    Christopher smirked. He pulled me into his arms, spun me around, and pressed me against the wall in


    one smooth motion. “Since you keep calling me names, I think I should live up to those names. Shall I


    do to you what an asshole would really do?”


    “We haven’t had lunch yet. I’m hungry,” I said, yfully patting his cheek as he brought his face close


    to mine.


    “Why don’t we do something fun first? When we get home, I’ll make your food while you rx on the


    couch and watch some TV. How does that sound?” Christopher whispered suggestively to me as he


    rained kisses on my lips and neck. His hands strayed down to my belt and he expertly undid it with his


    fingers.


    “I don’t… Fine…” I gave in weakly as Christopher’s lips and hands became more and more persuasive.


    I could only hold onto his waist and let him have his way with me. This man is such an animal! When


    he wants it, he must have it regardless of the ce and time!


    However, what surprised me the most was the fact that Christopher was Key. Key had been a very


    special person to me. All those years, it had been Key whoforted me when I was upset. He


    encouraged me when I felt helpless and gave me ideas and inspirations when I had none.


    Key was “the person” in my life from the time I was thirteen until I turned neen. I had thought of Key


    as family. I wrapped my arms around his neck. An intense feeling washed over me, over and over


    again, like waves crashing onto a shore. I asked Christopher in a low voice, “Where did you disappear


    after I turned neen?”


    “Well, I joined the army then. I had no way ofmunicating with the outside world while I was there. I


    left too suddenly, and I’m sorry about that. I should have let you know where I was going.” Christopher


    pulled me tightly against him. “Eve, if I had known that my disappearance would cause you so much


    pain, I will definitely have done things differently if I had a second chance.”


    “It’s alright. As long as we are together now, that’s good enough. Don’t you think so, Key?” I said with a


    wink. I had called him ‘Key’ deliberately.


    Christopher’s spirit lifted again when he heard me call him by his old online nickname. He kissed me


    again and said, “Call me ‘Key’ again. I like it when you call me in that voice with that look on your face.”


    “Key!” My lips twitched. “Isn’t that just another name for you? Lover boy!”


    “It’s not the same person! It was Key who had brought us together!”


    After we made love, I still did not get that lunch that Christopher had promised to make for me. His


    phone rang and he reluctantly told me that there was an urgent work matter that he needed to attendContent (C) N?v/elDra/ma.Org.


    to. “I have to go into the office right away. I’ll get my assistant to send over lunch for you.”


    “There’s no need for all that trouble. I’ll just make myself some lunch,” I said as I urged him to hurry up


    and go handle his work emergency.


    Christopher quickly got dressed and then, he asked me to tie his tie for him. After that, he left and I


    pulled on my own clothes and was about to walk into the kitchen to see what I could make for lunch


    when a knock sounded from the front door. Christopher must have forgotten to take something with


    him!


    I walked towards the door to open and called out, “Chris, did you forget something? I knew it! You’re


    usually so careful, but whenever there’s an emergency, you’re just a mess…”


    The rest of my sentence was caught in my throat as I stared in surprise at the person on the other side


    of the door. It was Christopher’s mother, Julia.


    She was dressed immactely in a dress and a zer. Confidence and dominance radiated from her.


    She looked at me indifferently and said, “Are you going to invite me in?”