Chapter 139 - 45 (1/2)

The moment Alvaro left her tent, Rozarria packed her things while biting the edge of a smile, a vain attempt to keep her silly grin at bay.

Spending the past few weeks with him, she admitted the layers of his freezing heart was cracking. The man was a natural charmer. Every day with him was pure joy, and every night with him was unforgettable and unpredictable, yet always irresistibly enjoyable.

Till she got out and was about to pack her tent, her silly smile never left her face. That was until Aaron's face stumbled upon her when she got out.

Her smiling expression turned to one of ice as she ignored the man and focused on packing her tent. But his hand which reached out and grabbed hers stopped her, and she was forced to face him.

”Is there something you need?” she asked. Her voice was as cold as her face.

”What is your relationship with that guy?” Aaron asked straight to the point.

Rozarria knew who he was referring to. She didn't have to guess. Pulling her hand back, she replied, ”I believe it is none of your business.” She then resumed packing her tent.

However, Aaron's next words stopped her again.

”Are you sleeping with him?”

The accusation, the entitlement in his voice bothered her, and she blurted out.

”Yes. Yes, I am––!”

SL.A.P!

Rozarria barely finished her sentence when a massive force hit her cheek. She almost forgot Aaron was a triathlete. The force almost caused her to stumble and fall. Luckily, her body wasn't a frail decorative vase on display. Even though blood was dripping from her nose, she stood straight and met Aaron's gaze. Her eyes were more freezing than the temperature in the summit in the coldest of winter.

Aaron wasn't intimidated, though. Instead, he rose in full height, spine stiff as his face contorted in anger.

”S.l.u.t! How dare you use me! How dare you cheat on me! And with that feminine asshole no less!”

”My Lady!” Shura sauntered at Rozarria's side in an instant.

Raising her hand, Rozarria stopped Shura in her pace. ”I'm fine.”

Not looking away from Aaron's angry stare, Rozarria faced the man with a calm demeanor, almost appearing like she was dealing with an insignificant little thing, which made Aaron fumed with anger even more.

He was about to explode when Rozarria spoke.

”First, you and I didn't have any relationship except for that one-night stand, which was a mistake on my part. I thought you'll be able to satisfy me, being a triathlete and all. But clearly, I was overestimating you and your little p.e.n.i.s.”

”W-what that f.u.c.k did––!”

”Second, the guy you called a feminine asshole had ruined me for any other man. Something you couldn't even dream of doing.”

Veins protruded on Aaron's neck up to his head while his face was red from anger and embarrassment. He had this overwhelming urge to strangle and punch her.

But there were more and more people going out from their tent, preparing for the climb.

He restrained himself. Pointing at her, he gave a low growl of warning. ”After this climb, I promise you, I'll destroy your puny little corporation. And when you returned to being a beggar you once were, I will sell you to the underground market, and you will serve all kinds of men like the whore that you are!”

After he gave his threat, he turned and marched away, stomping his boots against the snow.

”. . .”

”. . . My lady.”

”It's fine. My cheek is just a little numb.” Sweeping the area with her gaze, Rozarria mumbled, ”A good thing there's a lot of ice,” she joked.

Shura frowned. It was more than numb –– it was swelling!

That guy! Wait till I get my hands on him––!

Before Shura could finish her thoughts, Rozarria spoke.

”Don't tell anyone what happened.”

”. . .” Shura hesitated. But watching Rozarria's serious expression, she could only give a nod in response.

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Before the climb officially started, Alvaro secretly led Rozarria to a secluded area. He wanted to steal a kiss since he wouldn't get the chance anymore. Climbing the summit would take approximately nine hours, and they have to climb back down again. Overall it was roughly a day with no rest in a zone where oxygen was the thinnest. They had to wear goggles and oxygen masks during the climb, and this was his only chance to kiss her before then.

But to his chagrin, Rozarria was already wearing her goggles and mask, obscuring him from her lips.

”Remove your mask,” he commanded.

”Why?” Rozarria asked. She caught his eyes beneath her goggles. He flexed and wiggled his brows, a smile lighting his face, one matching the mischievous glim in his eyes.

”Don't ask questions and just do it.” Alvaro urged once more when she just stood there, unmoving.

Rozarria hesitated. Without her mask, the swelling of her face would come into light. It would only complicate things if he saw her cheek.

”Stop messing around. We should return,” she said, ”The climb is about to start.”

Alvaro stared at her with those ashen blue orbs which unnerved her. It must have been her imagination, but she saw his pupils turned into a dot but was only for a fraction of seconds.

Alvaro took his hands out from his pockets, unsure where to put it before he raised it and smiled.