Chapter 20 *** A Forbidden Fruit ***

[ VERONICA'S POV ]

So it was all fake and she pretended to be in a pathetic state!

I couldn't believe that such young girl would work for those dangerous Mafias. After that brutal interrogation, Asher managed to get some confidential informations from her. Though it was too little, at least it would help him to win this mission.

The girl was nineteen years only and had devoted her life to serve this Mafias. Worst of all, she had actually signed a lifetime agreement with them. Any forms of information leaking would cause her life to death. I wondered what would they do with her if they found out that she had spilled some confidential news of them. One thing, I had learnt through evasdropping that their leader was a very cunning and mysterious man. He had actually managed to run an entire island discarding from the outer world.

Impressive!

The water boiled under my eyes as I jerked off from my thoughts when the hot smoke hit my face. It was already evening time in this ship. Asher had decided to wait for another night what if his missing soldiers return. Tomorrow morning, they will forcibly enter in their territory.

I dropped some liquor into the water and started to whirl a spoon inside. To refresh my unsettled emotions, I needed this hot tea.

While I was making tea, the door behind me creaked open softly and a familiar silhouette came in. I frowned before snapping my head back to see the person. His blue eyes trapped me in and I swallowed my saliva bitterly when his rough behavior hit my realization.

He looked unsettled, muddleheaded about how to crack up a conversation. I sighed softly, sliding on the other side to grab the sugar jar and decided to ignore him as air.

Fair enough! He deserved it!

Blake spoke uttering my name uneasily,
" Veronica! "

My heart almost jumped off from a cliff after his sweet addressing. He spoke to me very less using such gentle tone. I decided to act cold and replied muttering,
" I am listening! "

He sighed heavily, took another uneasy step and responded oddly,
" Can..can I get a cup of tea?"

Oh!! He was here for tea! I thought...

I swallowed the bitterness of my heart and replied indifferently,
" Okay! "

I kept my answers short and reached out to grab another cup for him. He muttured something audibly and finally found his courage to explain himself,
" Look.. Veronica..You know..I easily loose my temper..Last night, I know that I shouldn't have been kissed you impulsively. Can..can you please forgive me for that?"

Oh fuck! Why would I forgive him? I enjoyed the kiss more than him probably. Even if I closed my eyes right at that spot, I could still smell his smell on me. My sinful mind never stopped visualizing that moment repeatedly.

I dropped the cup over the bartender and replied without meeting his expectant eyes,
" All right."

His expression dropped and I could see it from the corner of my eyes. He spoke again taking another step on my way,
" You..You sound weird..Is it because you can't forgive me or are you still angry that I have scolded you this morning?"

Now I had reached highest of my anger. I slammed the spoon down angrily and spun around to reply him, still not meeting his eyes,
" Why do you even bother to explain, Blake? You think that I am the sole reason behind everything, I am okay with that. Did I ever complain? No, right. Then why do you care about how I feel?"

I heard nothing from his mouth but I could sense that his breathing had hitched slightly. He stepped closer until our distance lessened and we could hear each others ragged breathing,
" Then look at me and say that you didn't mind?"

I can't! I just can't.. I felt something different after the kiss between us.

If I looked up at him, there was no guarantee that I wouldn't want to kiss him another time.He was a forbidden fruit for me that tasted heavenly in my mouth. A sinful desire that I was already attracted to get closer.

His voice threatened stepping more closer untill his feet brushed mine,
" Speak to me, Veronica! "

And I looked up like a puppet being controlled by him. I craved for his warm embrace. Ever since my mother left this world, I had never slept with someone closely except Blake who held me in his embrace for the entire night.

Tears gathered on my eyes. I sniffed before responding between a muffled choke,
" I...I...am fine.."

His face leaped with concern and words came out like coaxing,
" I won't scold you anymore. Is that okay with you?"

I let out another hard choke and grumbled wiping off my tears stubbornly,
" You always do and will..I know.."

He smiled a little and cupped my cheeks lovingly. Bringing my face to lift up, he spoke running his thumb on my stained cheeks gently,
" Pretty girls shouldn't cry. My mother used to say that crying destroy your beauty."

I almost laughed hard at his comment. Twisting my lips slightly, I spoke through my parted lips,
" You are so bad at coaxing girls, Blake."

He let out a proud chuckle and stared down at my slightly comforted face,
" Am I? Then how am I seeing you smiling, Mmm?"

I blushed being caught red handed by him. He read through my emotions like a piece of paper.

He insisted giving me a loopsided grin,
" Come on! Give me a smile, baby girl.."

This time, I laughed at his childish voice and sniffed my nose awkwardly. He let go my cheeks and stood jamming his fists into his trouser pockets bossily,
" So are we cool now, Miss Veronica Knight?"

I crossed my arms together playfully and replied with a snort,
" Yes, Mr Blake Davidson as long as you don't being hard on me anymore."

He gave me a half smile and suddenly yelled out noticing at the stove behind me,
" Oh damn! Veronica! Your tea! "

I jumped sprinting around and bent my head down to blow the overly flowed water. Blake came behind me in rush and my ass cheeks accidentally brushed against something..hard..

My cheeks fired up as I bit down my bottom lips nervously.

Why.. why did he turn so hard?

Perhaps Blake noticed my uneasiness. He distanced ourselves slightly and replied in my ears,
" Just manly hormones! "

This time, I blushed hard until my cheeks were red like tomato ketchup.

At that exact moment, we both heard a sudden explosion nearby. I jerked off slightly and slipped the spoon from my grip.