Chapter 240: Domestic violence

"For your kind information, It's in your R18 fiction."

Eva widened her eyes in surprise, "When did you get the guts to read it?... Let me guess... With Prince?"

Eva knew Aria hated to read it. She always reads novels which were published in paperback.

Aria shoved her and got into her room. She chided Alan in mind for forcing her to hear him read before proving her practically to show which were wrongly and correctly described in it.

Eva teased her for sometime before trying out her own fiction.

...

Alan and Isaac's conversation was boring on their business whereas Noah was drunk soon due to strong alcohol.

Rian just heard him say, "I will make my mind and tell you guys soon."

Rian sighed and helped him to his room before going to his room. Seeing Roxy rolled up, he quickly freshened up and climbed on the bed.

Before he could pull her to his embrace to keep her warm, Roxy snuggled herself, "Hug me..."

Rian kissed on her crown and embraced her to sleep.

Alan and Isaac were still sober. Alan went to see his wife who was giggling looking at her mobile.

"Flirting?"

"Yep..." She stuck out her tongue at him and giggled.

"She is right next door." Alan rolled his eyes before entering the bathroom to shower.

Aria quickly messaged, [Go My girl.] Then she checked on some office mails before going to sleep.

Alan snuggled inside her blanket burying his face in the crook of her neck, wrapping her securely in his arms.

Aria tried to see his face moving a little away but Alan groaned like a little boy whose chocolate was stolen and he pulled her closer.

Gently massaging his scalp, "Alan..."

Alan hummed and the cycle repeated before both fell asleep with a smile on their faces.

In her life, if Aria used a word more than any other words was his name. In his life, he never heard his name so many times from anybody else and liked his name only hearing her call.

He had wished her to call him by his name when they weren't together. Now she liked his name more than any others.

In the next room, Isaac leaned on the headrest drinking water as he checked on his mobile. Eva exited the bathroom wearing an almost transparent single layer top skipping the inline top.

Isaac subconsciously looked at her when the door opened.

'Pfft'

He could see all the right curves of her treasure because her top served as she wanted, serving nothing.

He wanted to ask what she was doing because even though she used to seduce him before, she was never in such clothes, and nowadays it was usually him who seduces her.

Now it was too much to handle even though he knew he needed time to settle his thoughts.

Eva was satisfied that her man was still interested in her and she tried to calm her heart from her nervousness thinking what if he tosses her away and sleeps.

Isaac felt his heart was speeding at fullest without his control. He tried to conquer with his mind but as she neared he swallowed again and again.

The little sanity left in him wasn't letting him make a move on her when every cell of him wanted to take her.

Eva ignored her fiction and decided to go by instincts and how her heart guides. Caressing his face looking at his anticipating yet confused gaze she sat on his lap.

Isaac didn't react. He wasn't ready to act and hear his body reacting for her.

Eva buried her hint of disappointment seeing him just sitting and started showering him light pecks on his face as her fingers played with his hair on the back of his head.

She was about to kiss his lips but Isaac controlled his urge holding his bottom line of self-control.

Eva bit her lower lip hard to hide the pain she was feeling. Isaac saw her gaze diverting and cupped her face to gaze at his eyes.

Eva's eyes were glistening due to wetness. She couldn't make herself speak but tried to get away but Isaac secured her position without letting her move.

Isaac wasn't sure what she was struggling with but asked, "Do you love me?"

Eva blinked and a tear rolled down her eyes.

Isaac panicked, "Why are you crying? If you don't want to answer, it's okay. Don't cry. I will not ask again."

But saying it, he felt his heartbreaking giving him sharp pain troubling him to even take a breath in.

Eva wailed, "Why did you stop me? It's so embarrassing."

Isaac again tried to voice it, "I thought you don't love me and we are just..." He stopped midway and wiped her tears, "I will not think any less of you. Don't feel like that. Alright?"

Eva frowned still thinking about what he said first, "Why did you think I don't love you? Do you think I have anybody else other than you to love?"

Isaac was momentarily at a loss of words, "Wait... Answer me straight, do you love me or not?"

Eva smacked his head roughly, "You dumb man, I have only loved you, and will you love you in my life."

Isaac and Eva both realized they again ended up in big confusion. Eva voiced it first furiously, "You all along thought I was just dating you, and I just like you."

Isaac poked her head hard, "You dumb woman, why were you always saying no whenever I asked whether you love me and even you always brushed off the topic about engagement and wedding."

Eva gritted her teeth twisting his ear, "Have you ever asked me out properly? You just talk as if asking whether I like to eat or cook."

Eva wanted to hit herself for expecting the reel to be real life. He acts in movies to show the feeling of those typical proposing and confessing which were all fake and set up where he just portrays.

Feelings don't actually need time and occasion to be confessed. Those created occasions were only because to keep the partner happy.

She wanted to hit herself because she had clearly told him to never overdo things about them in the public places.

"Can you stop domestic violence?" Even though he said like a bullied man, only he knew how content and happy he was.

She was almost calmed down but hearing domestic violence and a smirk on his handsome face, she left him.

"Oh really? Alright. Enjoy yourself." She stood up to go to the bathroom but Isaac was baffled.

Now his heart was happy, how was his brain going to hear his lower part of the body?

He felt so very wrong seeing her leave. 'You muddle-headed fool, you missed such a great chance.'

"Babe, where are you going after exciting me?" He spoke like a wronged one.