Sophie’s POV
“Miss Sophie, Sir Lance already left.” Venom said to me as she opened the door of my room.
I didn’t take the blanket off me. “Okay…”
“I will go now, Miss Sophie.”
“Okay…”
I don’t know why but I don’t feel good after what just happened. Lance finally knew about my marriage with Vincent and that also means that we’ll be having much smaller time with each other. For sure he’ll be more distant to me now since his brother is my husband.
I don’t want him to stay away from me…
Him, knowing that I am already married to somebody only validates the fact that we don’t have a chance to be together anymore. I know it’s wrong for me to feel this way but I feel so sad and hurt.
Lance is my first love and the one I love until now. I don’t want to be away from him, I want to be with him for a long time, but I guess that won’t happen again anymore.
Then I suddenly heard someone knocking on my door. I wiped the tears in my eyes and stood up walking towards it. I also forgot to tell Venom to go with me to the mall tomorrow.
I was surprised when I suddenly saw Vincent standing in front of me while holding a bottle of whiskey in his hand. He was still wearing his tuxedo but the first three buttons of his white shirt were unbuttoned already and his curly hair was in a complete mess although he still managed to look handsome.
“W-What are you doing here?”
“Let’s play chess.” He said.
I furrowed my brows at him. “H-Huh?”
“I want to play chess with you, Sophie.”
“I think you’re drunk. And besides, I’m not also in the mood to play chess with you. Let’s just sleep already, okay? I’m already tired.” I said as I was about to close the door but then he stopped it and grabbed me by the hand.
“Please, Sophie. Let’s play chess.”
“But Vinc—
“Please.”
He was looking directly into my eyes as if he was pleading. That was the very first time that I saw him like that. He looks so miserable, tired, and sad at the same time.
Sad?
And why would he even feel sad?
I took a deep breath. “Fine. But just one game, okay?”
“Let’s go.” He said then he finally dragged me to his room.
I think that’s a better way to cope with the sadness that I feel.
***
I rolled my eyes and poured myself some whiskey as soon as our game ended. And as usual, the one and only chess master won. “It tastes bitter,” I said.
“But it does taste delicious, right?”
“Yes, it does.”
I drank another glass of whiskey and tried to pour another one when I suddenly realized that there’s nothing left already. “There’s nothing left…”
“Sophie.”
“Hmm?” I said while licking the rim of my glass.
“You like my brother, right?”
I looked at him as I put my glass on the center table. “So much. I love him so much. He’s my first love, and he’s also the man that I will always love.”
“I knew it.” He laughed sarcastically. “That’s why you looked so ashamed when he found out about us.”
“I’m not ashamed. I’m just sad because it only proved that he doesn’t really care about me. He doesn’t care if I like or even if I marry another guy. Oh well, he never really loved me, anyway. It was just a one-sided love all along.”
Tears began streaming down my face as I recalled how Lance used to be so good to me. Also, the reason why I end up falling in love with him.
Vincent didn’t speak for a while. He just continues drinking the whiskey in his glass until nothing was left too. “One-side love, huh?”
“I think we’re both drunk.” I said.
“Being in a one-sided love is so stupid, right?”
“That’s right.”
He put his glass on the table and looked at me. “Sophie.”
“What?”
“Do you want me to erase your sadness?”
I laughed. “Oh, really? You can do that?”
“Of course. And I also forgot to tell you the part of you I want to conquer tonight.”
“I think I already know.”
I was just staring at his face while as he started moving closer to me. His eyes were locked on my lips. I knew what he was going to do, but I just stayed sitting there until he was already able to claim my lips.
It was slow, yet passionate. He was kissing me and I could taste the whiskey in his mouth. He bit my lower lip and I opened it for his tongue. He sucked my tongue as his hand traveled down to my thighs, slowly massaging them.
I put my arms around his shoulders and kissed him back.
We just found ourselves lying on the couch while our lips were still playing with each other. I could feel the heat all over my body and I know he feels the same way too.
“Monica…” I heard him whispered.