Sassy Angel’s Secret Sin

Chapter 71

Chapter 71 – Do Not Come Near Me (Sky‘s POV) “Really, Sky?” She snarled in a hushed tone. “Better stop it before I push you out of bed.” It was a warning because I could read the annoyance in her eyes, and with that look, if I provoked her, I would really end up on the floor. Heaving a deep sigh, I got up from the bed, and like a kid, I wanted to stomp my feet to let her know I was angry, too. “Where are you going?” She asked in a whisper, but I gave her the cold shoulder she deserved and walked out of the bedroom.

“Where are you going?” I hissed, repeating her question and growling as I entered the girls‘ bedroom. Why was it so difficult to lure her when she kept on tempting me? If her children were not in the kitchen, I would take her right there on the countertop when she told me she was not wearing underwear.

“Grrr! She‘s such a tease!” I wanted to bang the door as I closed it but was afraid the noise might wake the kids. Heaving a sigh, I lay my back on Selene‘s bed and reached for the light

switch beside the headrest.

The girls fell asleep before seeing the glow–in–the–dark stickers on the ceiling. I bet they would be happy to see the sun, moon, and stars in different shapes and sizes. The stars reminded me of the constellations because Olivia became obsessed with learning them after meeting Angela. She would tease me and say if we saw Angela again, she would beat me in

identifying the name of the constellations on her face.

The pictures printed from the CCTV were damaged, worn out by years of being kept in the drawer, and I have nothing to remind her of except the clothes she wore the day we met. I didn‘t know what got into me that I kept it because I never keep a token of remembrance of the women I slept with, not even Lalaine‘s. NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

I closed my eyes, remembering those two crazy nights with my wife. Ex–wife. I breathed out, hating myself that my manhood would still react, getting hard even just thinking of her. I gave up looking for her because there was no reason to find her. She hurt my ego and made me look stupid after telling me our marriage was not binding. Leo and Jake would make fun of me, telling me I was fooled by a seventeen–year–old teenager.

Angela...

“Argh!” I groaned, getting up and almost kicking the bed. Frustrated, instead of returning to my bedroom, I walked to the study room to make a call. I reached for the bottle of Whiskey and poured half the glass before calling Frank.

It took five rings before he answered, and with the late time, I could not afford to get mad at him for not taking the call right away. “Sky,” He cleared his throat. “Is something wrong with the girls‘ bedroom?” He asked worriedly.

“About that,” I sip a little before walking toward my table but stop midway, seeing the large picture frame. “Good job. Make sure to give them a bonus but yes...” My eyes narrowed, wondering if I had to share it with him.

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“But yes?”

“They‘re not in their beds but in my bed,” I snarled, emphasizing the word ‘my‘ at him.

He snickered. “Sorry,” he said, pretending to cough to suppress laughing at me.

“I know it‘s late, but I want you to work on this first thing tomorrow.” I changed the topic.

“What is it?”

“Find Angela,” I answered Frank. I must find her before my wedding because I cannot marry Lalaine without my heart and life. “Huh? Find Angela? Why?” It was three questions right away; the first one sounded like he was surprised I was asking him to find her again. “Why?” I narrowed my eyes. “I want to make her pay.” She bewitched me, put a spell in my heart that I could not feel love even to Lalaine, the one I claimed the love of my life, the one I dreamt of marrying since the day I met her. I only stopped playing around when Dad begged me to consider marrying seriously.

Again “O...kay,” he uttered, sounding unsure of his answer. “This is the toughest job you‘d ever ask me to do, Sky,” he chuckled. “I don‘t even know where or how to start.”

I opened my mouth to answer, but the sound of plop and splash in the swimming pool caught my attention. Pressing my lips, I walked toward the adjoining glass door and moved the drapes to the side to peek outside. My lips parted, scoffing as I saw Anj enjoying herself in the pool. “Sky? Is everything okay?” “Yes. I just saw something interesting. Go back to sleep, and tomorrow, find Angela.” I did not wait for him to say something. I ended the call, slid the glass door, and walked toward the woman who made my heart go crazy again. “Jesus!” She exclaimed, startled at me when her head emerged from the water. A wicked smile curved my lips. “Definitely not him, Anj.” She turned her back on me, walking instead of swimming in the water toward the other side of the pool panel. “Can I join you?” I asked her, putting my glass on the table and taking off my shirt and pajama.

“No!” She answered nervously. “Just go away.” I chuckled. “This is my swimming pool, Anj. Remember, this is my place, so I can do anything I want.” I walked toward the other side and dove into the deepest part of the pool, swimming thoroughly through the cold water. I could hardly feel its

coldness because my body temperature was rising just thinking of Anj wearing a two–piece swimsuit. Worried she might leave the pool, I stopped swimming and rose above the water. I cocked one eyebrow and swept my eyes on her worried face, wondering why she was staying on the dark side of the pool.

“J– Just swim on that part, but don‘t come near me, please,” She was stuttering, maybe feeling cold.

I walked toward her. “It‘s something about me, Anj. I don‘t listen to people when I know exactly what I want to do.”

“I‘m not asking you to listen to me. Swim all you like; just don‘t come near me,” she cried, clenching her teeth.

I smirked, not listening to her. “Then, leave the pool,” I was just one step from her. “I...” She breathed hard. “I can‘t.” She closed her eyes when my hands reached for her waist underwater.

I chuckled as my hands slid upward, taking her arms away from entwining in her chest, covering her top. “Don‘t,” She whispered, but I did not listen. I put her arms around my neck, hoping to bring her to the middle of the pool, but as our bodies touched, my heart skipped a beat, realizing why the beautiful Anj Perry did not want to leave the pool. “Skinny–dipping without me?” I clucked my tongue and swam, bringing Anj to the deepest part of the pool where she could not escape from me.