WHITNEY

He was crying.

He started crying since I made him listen to what I had registered that day on Petterson.

I knew this voice note would have saved me since the first day I registered it.

After thoroughly hearing about it, once and once, he was on his knees, his hands wrapped around my thighs crying on the shirt he had offered.

"Why?" he asked, tears rolling down his cheeks, I couldn't help but cry too.

"I have a lot to tell you,"

"I have a lot to reveal, just allow me to speak and I will reveal you all you want, even what you don't suspect."

"I have so much to share with you just give me the time necessary," I asked, my hand caressing his strands, I have missed this feeling.

He stood and took me In a warm hug, one of the most affectionate he had ever done, and uttered
"You will have all the time it needs" and I wiped away with my thumbs the tears always on his cheeks.

The maid came back from shopping with bags filled with clothes and he took me with him to his chamber.

I had to tell him everything, there was no more secret which needs to be kept between us.

"I am so sorry" he apologized as we were climbing the stairs which led to his room.

"Sorry for having left you alone during this storm," he explained before I could ask why he was apologizing.

"I am the one who should apologize, I kept it secret although we were supposed to share everything" I responded.

After I had finished speaking he jerked me tight to him and pressed his soft lips against mine.

My heart burst with pleasure, I was overwhelmed, I kissed him back on those pink lips I had wished every night to meet again.

"I miss you so badly" We both expressed, and he took me tight to his body, I couldn't struggle with this moan about to escape my mouth and I cried.

He was there again, back to me, I was his Luna, we were destined to be together.

We entered the chamber and I called the maid asking for the bag I had left in the guest chamber.

He would know everything.
He made me sit on the couch, "Tell me everything" he requested

"Where will I start?"

"From the beginning" he spoke hastily.

"Okay," I sighed

"I am not the biological daughter of the late Mrs.Lucas. My parents have been murdered by Armand fifteen years ago" I blurted.

I had to be frank and tell him everything as bitter as it could be.

I looked at his countenance changing into a huge astonishment, and I immediately stood from the bed taking the file I needed to prove every assertion.

I showed out my birth certificate with the document of my father's Mine.

He looked at my name and glanced up at me after almost every sentence he examined.

"He killed him when I was just aged with ten years old" I sobbed

"He was craving for wealth, his greediness pushed him to murder him"

"Sorry for having kept it secret during all this time, I didn't want you to have issues with him"

"It is why you were so reluctant at the beginning. I can now understand why you were so fucking fighting with your feeling toward me" He said with a pitiful look, a glance filled with mercy and bright with tears.

I just nodded in approbation to what he said, my heart was oozing to see him so hurt, so broken.

"Sorry but when I heard he was also the one who killed Mrs.Lucas, I could no more retain my grudge, and I.." I stopped, it wasn't necessary to remind him of what I did.

"Don't worry, I understand, I share your pain" he took me in his arm, kissing my neck, and he escaped a soft moan.

"But how have you done to be aware of everything?" He questioned.

It had a lot to be told about, I came out of his hug, squeezing his fingers into mine, I explained.

I continued my narration with the first meeting with my mum Mrs.Lucas after my parent's homicide and how she made me grow up.

During this little narration about Mum, he forgot about reality and sometimes let out a smile, her memory was always exceptional.

I explained the plan we had first when we became partners with Armand. Everything that happened, he had to know every detail.

I explained what was Petterson's plan, and everything he told me, but surprisingly, he wasn't stunned to hear about everything I was throwing at him.

He was now eager to know how I had managed to spend a long time as I did with his dad or should say with Armand without having sex.

I explained, knowing how craving he was for my wealth, I promised him it would happen but he just have to give me more time, for me to have faith in him.

He cried his head on my shoulder, he was angry against himself for having left me through all of that alone.

He considered he had been so a fucking coward to mess up on everything he had promised my mum to do.

I comforted him, he didn't have to feel so guilty and had to take things with much ease, I was the one wrong in this affair.

I didn't have to piss him off, and the way I did it was so cruel.

"He will pay"

"He will pay for every tear he made roll down your cheeks" He blurted standing on his feet, I could feel this rage burning inside his gaze.

The one rage which led me to all that shit I had committed, thus, I didn't want it to happen again.

I fell on my knees holding his tights, I didn't want it to happen again

"No babe, please" I cried, he lowered his peek to glance at me.

"It is this grudge which led me to all that shit, and I don't want it to happen, no more fight, please. I am here to live my best life with you, to forget about him and whatever he had done"

"Please let us go far away from this and have the peaceful life we deserve"

He made me stand, tears on his cheeks, he looked deep into my eyes, and crashed his lips on mine, devastated by the lust.

It seemed we would have sex, no, not sex. We would make love, I had missed this feeling so hard. Our bodies were both claiming it.