*above picture from Princess Closet*

"I never knew a better sound

Than my name,

On your lips"

~Brigette Devoue

♡ ӦӦ｡

Continued..

Inside VIP ROOM,

"

Rebecca.. I.. found. I found who is Andres Angelo's secret wife."

Both the girls held their breaths to hear Jack's reply..

But suddenly the line went quiet. There was no sound except the background noises. Hannah couldn't wait anymore, her stomach were flipping with bubbling excitement as she quickly jumped between the private conservation without waiting for Rebecca to make any move.

"Who is She??!!! Hey, hey!! Answer me .. who is Andres Angelo's wife?"

Rebecca quickly stood up pulling away her phone from the stupid girl.

"Rebecca.."Jack was startled hearing another feminine voice. His eyes torn away from the copy of legal documents.

"Uh..Jack --"

"We will talk later." Jack quickly responded hanging up.

Infrauted, and very angry Hannah couldn't not control her frustration after not getting answer. She walked towards Rebecca snatching away her cellphone and throwing away on the floor, breaking it in half.

The situation quickly escalated with violence and Rebecca lost all of her patience. She was so done coping with the spoilt Mathews heiress impulsive behaviour. Her fingers curled as she reached her pretty little neck between her long manicured fingers.

"You--- who are you? huh!? What's your position in front of me. Nothing. Zero, Hannah Mathews." Her brown eyes lit up with rage as she increased the grip on her neck.

Hanhah struggled to free her neck, scratching the crazy old woman's hand around her neck. Her face paled and she struggled to speak.

"I, Rebecca Maria Stark needs your service does not give you any power to dance over my head. I, take all decisions solely on our plans or next time you won't be standing anywhere near me. Not even near any Mathews clan. Your mother will be first to dispose off you." Abruptly she loosened her fingers stepping back and glared last time at the coughing girl on floor satisfied "Mark my words."

Rebecca squatted down on her knees, collected her phone she closed it inside her designer bag standing up.

Her sharp eyes narrowed at Hanhah whose throat burnt hastily drinking the alcohol to wet her dry mouth.

She can only give this spoilt girl last chance if she messed up again..

Rolling her eyes Rebecca left the VIP room, leaving the screaming girl who suddenly found her voice after almost getting strangled.

"REBECCA,!! STOP THERE...We are not done.. "

***

Meanwhile,

At Riverside Residence,

The black car entered inside the isloated estate, the gates automatically closed behind it. The night was cloudy unlike other clear cold days..

Small droplets of water continued pouring over the windshield of the car.. slight roaring of sky can be heard from above the sky.

The atmosphere inside the car was quiet and silent like the dead of night. The man sitting inside wasn't bothered by the sudden falling. Swiftly he parked his car outside his house, hearing the screeching of tires soon the valet came running forward with umbrella above his head. His uniformed body covered in raincoat and boots.

He knocked at the car window and it rolled down revealing his unapproachable intimidating Boss, Andres Angelo.

Pulling down the window of his seat Andres handed the valet keys and he quickly bowed and stepped back waiting for him to get down without disturbing him.

"We are here, Miss Roy." He tapped the steering wheel and waited.

Silence.

No one responded not even sound of any movement was heard. When he heard no reply from the girl sitting beside him, suspicious Andres quickly moved to look beside him.

There she was.

His eyes struck and suddenly he was frozen in his seat.

Wow.

His wife was sleeping peacefully, eyes closed, lips in a small pout she was leaning backward on her car seat. Her cheekbones sparkled under the lights from the outside.

He was instantly taken into the small piece of his memory. His wife intoxicated from alcohol.. falling inside his arms.. snuggling inside his chest. A soft shy smile gracing on her lips and then she vomited before fainting on him.

Subconsciously, his fingers reached across her sleeping innocent face. Turning on his seat he faced Saanvi, brushing away her baby hairs out of her nose which tried to come into his way of appreciating the breathtaking view of his wife's sleeping face. He couldn't believe his luck.. how can a bastard like him found something so precious..

... She was so small and tender he wanted to curl her into his chest protectively, hiding her away from everyone.

He tapped his finger on her little noseose and quickly she reacted twitching her nose, and his chest swayed immediately with adoration.

Is this feeling even healthy? Wanting her!

He watched in amazement as her lips curled into a sudden smile.. her eyes fluttered and she half opened them, smiling widely this time. She stared at him for sometime and then went back to her sleep mumbling in her sleep, her voice almost inaudible between the sounds of raindrops "Ahh.. I am dreaming mmm.. he is not here.."

Then suddenly she frowned. Her face confronting pain and she opened her eyes again looking straight at him.

"My back hurts.. Carry me.." She raised her hands dreaming about joys of horse riding.

Unexpectedly her dream felt real as she was swiftly carried above on air, her arms wrapped around

the slim neck of her favourite horse. Horses smells nice..she snuggled more into the nice smelling chest.

"Mmm.. better.."She yawned going back to sleep again.

Andres obediently obliged his wife's wishes to make him her personal ride. He was more than ready to carry her anywhere. Slipping his one hand behind her shoulder and other under her knees he brought her up in his lap.

The valet opened the door, an umbrella over Andres head and with carefully tucked woman in his arms he got out of the car.

The valet could only watch the back of his first master carrying away a woman tightly wrapped with him??!! A real woman inside his house at late of night.

Was he getting old and seeing things?

A very first woman except the elder Madam. He was supposed to be liking mens right? He remembered the rumours about him through media.

Andres was careful opening the door and entered inside the eree silence of his empty yet modernly designed house. His eyes stayed at the sleeping face of woman in his arms. His heart clenched filling with suppressed love and gentleness. His lips lifted up in a rare smile, his cold heart melting into a puddle of water.

So precious.

He was already filled with the gush of possessiveness for her. His jaw clenched remembering the sound of her crying. With gloom and blood covering his dark eyes he walked upstairs and towards his room.

Gently lying the girl down on bed he patted her soft hairs. His fingers traced the corners of her eyes feeling more revengeful. No one has right to make her cry. Not even him.

He was known for his merciless power and if he couldn't protect his own person..

Andres caught her forehead creasing with frown and he quickly traced them gently soothing her, instantly she relaxed into her sleep turning to face him.

His fingers clenched into a fist radiating anger. He pulled out his phone from his pants pockets and dialled Alan's number who quickly picked it up like waiting only for his call to him.

"Bro.. you are already back you did--"

"Alan" he uttered his name coldly shutting Alan quickly with alert.

Alan already familiar with his brother's terrifying voice asked quickly"What I have to do, Bro?"

"Viraj Khanna" Andres fingers continued to trace Saanvi's cheekbones as he said in his detached icy cold voice stiffening Alan who sit up in his bed, feeling excited.

"Leave it to me, brother. I was expecting you to say this to me for so long..Ahh!! I'll torture him so painfully..haha" Alan jumped in his bed like a small child. How many ways he can torture that struck up face man..

He has all the plans ready to finish that rat once and for all. He's lucky brother wants to make him suffer not vanish him from London overnight. Or he won't be even breathing freely.

"Mm." Andres put away his phone his grey eyes never leaving his wife who started snoring lightly. He slowly bent down staring closely at her puckered red lips. Moving forward he gently laid a small peck on her cheek, smelling her faint smell and stepped back controlling his heartbeat.

He cannot take advantage of her ...

He will kiss her when she wakes up..

He just turned to leave but was suddenly halted with a small gentle voice of a sleeping woman from behind him.." Sir!! *Yawn*.. Good morning.. what time is it?"

Andres didn't turn around until he felt a tug on his sleeves. He tilted his neck and looked down at her fingers pulling his sleeves to get his attention.

A happy smile spread on her lips when he turned to look back at her finally.

Saanvi looked at the man standing in front of her, her eyes reflecting his tall beautiful frame with admiration. Her mind was still in daze as she smiled closing her eyes tugging him forward her arms quickly wrapped around his torso with great longing

"I.. missed you" She pouted in his nice smelling shirt. Hmm.. the handsome devil smells heavenly..

Andres was lost completely, his soul almost left his body. He heard audible sigh..she rubbed her head in his abdomen snuggling more into his body like a lost kitten and quickly he was burning with fire from inside.

She was unaware of the reactions she could ingite inside him with her innocent acts.

Today she was so bold he doubted she was under effects of intoxication.

"You..u are drunk." He can hardly form his words and Saanvi frowned looking up like a unhappy puppy. Her eyes landed on his naturally red lips taking her by fascination.

"Drinking is injurious to health.." her eyes twinkled with mischievous glint.. looking between his lips and eyes. Hehe.. they look yummy.. I am hungry anyway..

Andres thought for sometime not able to detect her dirty devilish thought process. Mmm.. so she actually learnt not to drink again. Impressed he patted her head lovingly, slowly"Good girl"

Saanvi was already greedy for his attention. She wanted to burst out into bubble of happiness. He approved her. Placing her head back on his abdomen she detected his erratic heartbeats.

Andres was restless and in sudden need to runaway. If she continued to come more closer he was afraid he would lose his control and act on his inner demon. Her soft affectionate act has already boosted his heart and mind confidently for approaching her. He was being seduced by her.

Saanvi was confused as suddenly she was brutally untangled from his comfortable embrace and he took cautious steps back stuffing his hands back into his pockets.

His usually neutral face twitching into comical expressions, silver eyes avoiding her, his voice came at edge confusing her more "I need to complete some work. Go back to sleep. It's late."

"Bu---" She couldn't even complete her sentence when the door was slammed shut behind him.

Ise kya hua!

(What happened to him!)

***

Meanwhile,

At Rebecca's house,

The room was engulfed in darkness, except the sound of clicking glasses no one dared to make slightest sound. The small rays of light from outside the window was only source of brightness.

At midnight, the servers were forced to stay awake and serve personal drinks to the ice Princess, Rebecca Stark. They could only makeout the outline of her perfect figure sitting on large comfortable sofa cross legged in her slit ankle length dress. While their families were waiting for them to come back home after work they were not allowed to move without her permission.

Rebecca put back the empty glass on table wordlessly and the two servers looked at eachother communicating with their eyes.

The server 1: what is she made up of? Still sober!!

Server 2: what have we done in our previous life ! To struck with .. her???

Server 1 *thoughtful*: killed a man?

*Crash**

Suddenly the girl broke the glass getting both of their attentions.

"You two, why are you behaving tardy? Go get me another wine."

"Yes Madam." The servers bowed and went back to look for another unharmed glass to refill.

They were already cursing the I'll tempered princess for breaking the third glass in just an hour. How was they supposed to work if this continues for their whole lives.

The loud ringing of doorbell startled the servers who quickly bowed under the indifferent dark gaze of Rebecca and ran to open the door. While the other stayed to refill her glass.

Soon the loud echoing of shoes followed behind the Server, a young man stood across Rebecca in his loose fitted clothes crossing his arms over his chest without saying anything.

"Out both of you." Rebecca uttered the words quickly looking up smiling, putting down her glass on table and meeting Jack's glaring eyes.

The servers quickly run away suprised with the way the cruel woman was suddenly smiling and changed her mind genuinely looking happy by the arrival of this mysterious man at this late hour of night.

"Who's he?" Server 1 whispered.

"The Madam will hear us, let's run first." server 2 took a last glance at the mysterious guy's back and walked out of the door.

Jack threw the stacks of dublicate papers in front of Rebecca. He remained unmoving when she ignored the papers and directly went to give him a small kiss on his cheek smiling.

"Jack.. Your here. I'm so happy." Her smile flattered with his lack of enthusiasm. Why is he acting so cold?

"You wanted these right! Take it Rebecca." His voice was harsh as he pointed at the stack of papers. "Your satisfied now, Are you?"

Rebecca was startled with his behaviour and bent forward to pick up the papers. Her eyes looked up and down at every single piece of words with increasing suprise. She continued to turn the papers one after another quickly.

"Saanvi Roy.. She--"Her brown shining eyes connected with Jack's hard features and her smile dropped "What happened? Are you not feeling well?"

Jack took a step back when she tried to touch his face. He wasn't fool but was in love with her for so long. And he knew she was aware but still acted distant using him.

He was here to give her last chance to accept him or he was done with her this time for his own sanity.

"Who was with you Rebecca? That was not your voice on phone.."

Rebecca thought about the spoilt girl and realisation dawned on her face. "I --"

Jack quickly stopped her with his palm, breathing deeply he looked straight into her eyes "I am giving you last chance, Rebecca. If this news got out in public we are done. I won't come back to you again."

Rebecca was shocked. She just knew from start however messed up she was he will still stand by her side forever. Even if Paul Stark disapproved her being with Jack. But what is he saying..now?

".. I proved my sincerety towards you by handing you the Secret of my bestfriend. If this news got out and this secret goes out in wrong hands.. I cannot betray Andres anymore. You have to choose, what you want in life..I won't look for you again if you decides to go with your plans. "

He ignored the pale face of the woman he has loved for more than seven years. He cannot lose both his friend and love.. but if he has to choose.. Rebecca took him for granted.

He will never forgive her if she uses this news for her own gain..

Choose wisely Rebecca.

***

Back to Angelo Residance,

After one hour,

Saanvi tossed inside the softness of pure white mattress. She closed her eyes to go back to sleep and opened them again in frustration.

"Arghhh!! Even this stupid pillow smells like him. "

"Die!!!!!!!"

"Die!!!!!!!!"

She continued to roll around the large bed. The room was warm, clean, the bed was really large and spacious but everything was not enough for her to go back to sleep. At last after wasting her energy she sat up on bed feeling determined to find her saviour and force him to sing lullaby. Hehe.

Getting down on bare feets Saanvi opened the door to the room peeking outside for any danger. Raasta saaf hai! (The path is clear) When she saw nothing dangerous with two horns on their heads she came out closing the door behind her. The house was cold, silent.. mostly empty with not much decorations.. no sound can be heard inside.. not even any scary tick tick of clocks at night which terrified her more.

Shit! Is this house Haunted?!!

Bead of sweat suddenly formed on her forehead and she gulped already contemplating to go back inside the warm room.

But.. she would be alone in there too.

Hey bhagwan!!

(Oh god!!)

Dead.. I am so.. dead..

Hairs on nape of her neck stood up in fear, with slow steady steps she looked around the corners of the dead silent house. It was so huge and empty terrifying her suddenly.

Bhoot bangla.. mummy!!!!

(Ghost bunglow)

"Jai hanuman gyan gun sagar....oh god Please save me.. I love you .. you love me.. I know you hate me.. ram dut.. "

Mumbling in fear with timid expressions she held the railing moving forward. Chanting ghost chasing mantra she looked around herself in fear.

"Sir? Mr. Andres.!!.. Jai Bajrang Bali..Kha fass gyi Saanvi.. " Saanvi's teeth clatterd together and soon she found her legs twist and suddenly she was falling on both of her legs "Argh!!" "Ghost!!!" "Ghost!!"

The door to her right quickly opened and Andres came outside hearing the loud scream of his wife. Alerted he looked down at the ground to find her sitting there stupefied looking at him through her big brown eyes. Hicupping profusely Saanvi stared at him with pounding heart.

"What are you doing there on ground?" Andres squatted down in her level looking from her head to toes to inspect any harm. When he saw she was fine and only staring at him without blinking he patted her soft cheeks concerned. "Shh!"

Saanvi bit her lips together. Now she realised there was no ghost and she acted like a child. She quickly looked away from his gentle gaze and counted her fingers one by one embarassed before she realised she was already lifted up by her Boss in his arms.

Surprised she quickly held his shoulders to balance her flustered.

Andres carefully carried the girl back inside his room, quietly putting her down on the bed and turned back and left closing the door.