Leah's POV
After I heard Mr. Carson's speech, my spirit immediately hit the rock bottom.
The word "Lucas" was like an invisible blanket, covering the beautiful sunshine above my head, and smothering me to death.
But as soon as I thought of the kiss with Finn last night, I became cheerful, "Don't worry about me, Mr. Carson. I know it's a bit faster than usual, but that's just how it works. As regards my divorce, I'll find a way for Lucas to sign the papers. Now, I want you to prepare a champion breakfast for me and Finn. After breakfast, he'll go to work with me!"
"Yes, Miss Leah." Mr. Carson raised both of his eyebrows.
I winked at him and returned to my bedroom.
To my surprise, Finn was gone.
He wasn't on the bed. There were only his clothes and some bandages.
Then, I heard the sound of water splashing coming from downstairs.
I opened the French window and stepped onto the balcony and leaned forward, I saw Fin swimming in the swimming pool downstairs.
As he glided through the water, his muscular physique was on full display. His broad shoulders and chiseled chest cut through the water with ease, while his toned arms pull him through the depths with incredible power. His legs were also a force to be reckoned with. Thick and powerful, they propel him through the water with an explosive burst of energy. With each kick, he surged forward, leaving behind a trail of churning water. Each stroke he took was a masterful statement of strength and grace.
And when he pulled himself out of the water, I blushed.
He wasn't wearing anything.
In a silent scream, I covered my face and turned back.
Even with a simple glimpse, I had to say that I was hugely impressed by what I had seen.
Towels. I need a lot of towels. I thought to myself while running downstairs to the swimming pool in a hurry.
I had to be there covering Finn up before Mr. Carson found a naked man swimming in the swimming pool and had a heart attack.
"Miss, a naked man is standing next to the swimming pool! Shall we call Beta Jalin?" A maid, who looked terrified and crimson at the same time, ran toward me in confusion.
"No. Don't tell anyone. He's my friend. You need to bring me some towels and a long bathrobe. Can you do that for me?" I asked.
"Yes, Miss. Towels and a bathrobe! Right away!" The maid disappeared immediately and came back with some towels and my brother's bathrobe.
I took them from her and said, "Don't tell anyone about this incident."
The maid nodded her head.
"Is my brother at home?" I asked.
"His Highness left early this morning to the hospital for Miss Parrish. He wanted to bring her some red roses and asked us to cut off some roses from the orchard."
"Red roses," I whispered and melted inside. This was so sweet. My knucklehead brother brought flowers to my best friend. And among thousands of flowers in the orchard, he picked red roses, which mean eternal love and passion in any dictionary. Everything was happening according to my plan.
"Now you can go tell Mr. Carson that we're having our breakfast next to the pool." I winked at the maid and she nodded, running away.
I walked toward the swimming pool and saw Finn swimming in the water again.
It seemed that he really enjoyed being surrounded by water.
He loves flowers and he likes swimming. Noted. I thought to myself.
I put the towels and bathrobe on the bench, facing away from the swimming pool because he was completely naked.
I said with my heartbeat accelerating, "Finn, I've brought you some..."
Before I could finish my words, a pair of powerful arms had already wrapped around my waist from behind.
It was Finn. He was pulling me against his chest!
I gasped in surprise and tried to run away instinctively, because, well, he wasn't wearing anything and he was drenched wet.
But he would let go of me.
"Finn..." I mumbled with affection. I gave up and let him hold me in his arms.
He turned me around and made me look at him.
I panicked and I didn't know where I should look. I didn't dare to look up at him, because he might want to kiss me. I couldn't look down, either, for a very obvious reason. And my arms. Why would I have arms? Where should I put them? Eventually, I had no choice but to follow my instinct to wrap my arms around Finn's torso, pressing my burning face against his broad, muscular chest, where his scars and tattoos were.
I could hear his heartbeat. My eyes were wide open and I strained my ears. His heartbeat was powerful and accelerating. It was enchanting.
He was just holding me like that, pressing me against him, wrapping me up in a giant wet blanket.
A fragrance of roses and peonies was in the air. The morning sunshine was pouring down on us. We were holding each other and we were in love.
Everything was perfect. I told myself if I held him more tightly, I could even manage to stop time.
That's silly. I thought to myself. But perhaps we can hold each other like this till the end of the world. And thousands of years later, when people discover us, we will still be holding each other like this. They won't know our names, so they will call us sculptures of love.
"Leah..." Finn murmured my name, burying his nose in my hair, and sniffing my scent.
I looked up and met his eyes. Unlike I had expected, I didn't see happiness and joy in his eyes.
Instead, I saw emptiness. Like he was lost in a void of oblivion.
Then, he realized that I was looking at him, so he immediately became shy.
Before I could say anything, he had already thrown himself into the swimming pool.
The splashed water got on my dress, so I jumped away and giggled, "Finn, you're so naughty."
Finn popped up his head above the surface. He took a glance at me and then he was gone again.
Is he playing hide and seek with me? That's kind of cute. I carefully sat on the side of the swimming pool, putting my legs in the water.
The water was cool and soothing.
Great. I need something to soothe me down because my entire body is on fire. I thought to myself.
Then, I saw Finn, submerged in the water like a fish, diving all the way toward me.
Before I realized what had happened, he had already grabbed my ankles and spread my legs open. Then, like a mysterious male mermaid in ancient folk tales, he surfaced between my legs with water dripping down his chiseled jawline. Then, he lowered his head carefully as if he was attempting to lure me with my permission. When his lips touched the tip of my toe, I lifted my head up and moaned. I couldn't cover my mouth with my hands because I had to use them to support the weight of my body, so I wouldn't just lean back and hit my head on the ground.
His lips were climbing along the side of my thigh from the tip of my toe all the way to my groin.
Overwhelmed by joy and shame, I gasped slightly and wanted to draw myself back. But he was holding my legs. I couldn't go anywhere.
As his lips touched me down there, my whole body stiffed. I felt a bolt of lightning had just struck me.
The warmth of his breath was flickering the most sensitive part of my body while I was dripping wet.
I had never experienced a real orgasm until that moment in my life. I felt my tension was gone, with only me floating in the air, getting higher and higher. All the muscles throughout my body contracted and caused warmth in my pelvis. The warmth, fueled by the waves of water, spread to every inch of my body. Before I knew it, my legs lifted up in the air, with my toes twitching and my hip leaving the ground.
No one had ever done something like this to me. At the same time, I could tell it wasn't the first time Finn had done this to others.
He was filthily adept.
I looked down and saw Finn looking up at me, and that was when I saw vulnerability and shame in his eyes.
And that was that time when I realized that he was just trying to please me out of fear, just like he was trying to please all of his previous customers.
Why is he so afraid of me? The last thing I wanted to see in his eyes was fear.