Chapter 120 - Shares (1/2)

”Enjoy your vacations as much as you lovebirds can, because things won't be the same when you return.” Taylor spoke in a deep voice.

He was sitting in his study room, leaning his back against the comfortable chair. His eyes were set on the screen of his laptop which was placed on the redwood study table.

A picture occupied the whole screen in which the silhouettes of two people can be made, their lips touching, hands wrapped around each other.

He took another puff from the cigarette which was sitting in between his two fingers. He picked up his cell phone and dialed a number.

After a few rings, the call was connected.

”Aren't you enjoying yourself too much?” He spoke up first, not giving the other person a chance to greet him.

”Why do you want from me?” A male voice came through the speaker.

”You know what I want. The shares. Her shares.” Taylor replied, taking another long drag from the cigarette before extinguishing it in the crystal ashtray.

”Why are you doing this?” The other person asked.

”Who do you think you are to question me back?” Taylor scoffed. ”It's not like those are yours to begin with.”

”Alright! You can have her shares, but I am keeping the remaining ones to myself.” The man hurriedly spoke, not wanting to irk the devil in disguise.

”Good.” Taylor replied and hung up the call.

”You will be in my arms soon.” Taylor traced the smaller silhouette with his fingers.

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”How long are you going to take?” Adam shouted at the top of his lungs.

After having their breakfast, the duo decided to head for the beach. Adam had changed into a navy blue bermuda shorts and a white half-sleeved t-shirt.

He was lying down on the mattress, waiting for Stella to come out of the bathroom. She had been in there for twenty minutes already.

”I am done.” Stella entered the room, her head hung low as she looked at her knotted fingers.

”Than…..” Adam trailed off as his eyes landed on her.

She had a white see through cover-up wrapped around her upper body, her slender, fair legs were left exposed for him to see. He could barely make the outline of her black bikini.

”What's with the wrap sweetheart?” Adam's gaze darkened. ”We are going to the beach, there's no need for that.” He continued, not bothering to move from his position.

Stella hesitantly removed the cover-up and let it pool next to her feet, her head still hung low.