Chapter 22 Missing Piece of The Life

Arius Accardo’s Pov,

I held her chin in my fingers, bringing her mouth over me. She immediately responded with a passionate kiss, but broke it with a concerned look.

“What’s wrong?” She asked me with worried eyes. I wasn’t surprised by her recognition, but I was more relaxed than before.

“Where do you get that tattoo?” I inquired. She melted over me hearing the question and I pulled her more towards me.

“I don’t know. Maybe it’s from my past because I don’t remember having it. Someone tattooed me before six.” She confessed, making me sure that I had to dig into that tattoo to reach her forgotten past. I nodded at her and took her lips in mine. At age of six means it is meant for identifying. It will be easy to find out.

I turned off the shower and made her stand in front of the mirror to show her my artwork. She gasped loudly while looking at herself in the mirror.

“Look how beautiful you are decorated with the marks created by my mouth.” I complimented her over the love bites she was carrying over her chest and neck. She turned with a shy smile while holding my hand.

“You are looking handsome too.” As she said that, I saw a bright red mark on my neck. I nodded at her with a smile, but her face was showing a little bit of sadness.

“Snowflake?” I encouraged her silently. She held both of my hands in her.

“I am never going to come here again. This was the first and last time for us.” She spoke with a heavy heart.

Does she even think that I will accept it? She is mine for the rest of her life regardless of situation and conditions. I just nodded at her. Her eyes were shocked but lowered again in sadness.

“Get ready, we have to go to the office too.” She remembered me. Her disinterest in leaving me was so evident in her eyes.

“Go get ready in my closet. I will join you in a minute.” She left, nodding at me. I took my phone and called Nicole.

He picked up my call after two rings and sounded sleepy. I ordered him to find out about that tattoo and the meaning of it. He told me that he will give me all the information in the afternoon. I hung up the call and entered the closest. Snowflake was standing in a towel wrapped around her, looking at my shirts as I remembered I tore her clothes last night.

I walked behind her and pulled her towel, making her startled. She turned and blushed as I was stark naked like her. I couldn’t control and picked her up and made her sit on the dressing table.

“We can’t, it was for one time.” She opposed it while leaning over my finger, which was tracing her neck. I didn’t reply, just bent down to darken the mark over her neck. She moaned in response but pushed me a little, jumping down from the table.

“You are my boss.” She continued and kissed my chest with a loud sign, she was stopping herself from getting attached to me and she was a little different from yesterday. Her eyes didn’t hold that confusion and mess in them. She is resolved.

I walked near her, taking a shirt in my hand. Standing in front of her; she was watching me with curiosity filled eyes. I wore my shirt, and she joined me while closing buttons. She was nervous as my hands were brushing her stomach and then bosoms; she started biting her lips as she was trying to compose herself; she gasped as I pulled out her lip with my finger.

“It’s my job to bite them.” I answered, while pulling her in a hungry kiss. She was kissing me like it was the last kiss of ours, as she wasn’t going to kiss me after this. I picked her up, wrapping her legs around my waist. She moaned in ecstasy as my cock brushed over her.

She hugged me tightly for a while, keeping her head over my shoulder.

“I will be strictly professional from onwards.” She got down and turned to get ready. She handed me my clothes from the closet and kept a matching tie and wrist watch over the counter. As I finished getting dressed. She turned towards me.

“See you at the office, Mr. Accardo.” She started to leave, but I held her hand.

“Arius.” I stated. She had a confused look on her face, but she nodded at me. Again she started to leave but couldn’t as her hand was still in mine, holding her tightly bound to me.

“Let’s go together.” I announced, and she understood that even though I can complete her every demand, not all demands are going to be completed, especially one which is daring to separate my sanity, my peace and calmness from me.

She didn’t say anything as I started walking out of my room, watching a mess of ripped clothes scattered all over the dining floor. She blushed in embarrassment and hung her head down. Breakfast was already served by the maid. I made her sit over my lap and I gave her a fork to eat pancakes.

She was eating silently without looking upward at me. I pulled her towards me by her waist and started eating again. She wasn’t complaining at all.

I picked her up and started walking towards the door. She was struggling in my arms to get down.

“Put me down, I can walk.” She pleaded, holding my suit jacket in her hands.

“Are you sure? Because after so much fucking i don’t know about that.” I replied calmly, looking at her open mouth, which was an open invitation for me to taste her again.

“I am sore but I can handle it.” She assured me with a node. I put her down.

“Good for me, as I can go harder than this next time.” She sucked a large amount of air hearing my response but didn’t utter a word until we reached her apartment to change her clothes and even after we reached the office.

Her silence was bothering me but I wasn’t going to tell her to speak to me because I was listening to her voice reverberating in my mind, which had a wondrous effect on me.

She explained a few files to me and sat on the sofa reading others. Both of us were busy with our work. I was checking all the consignment routes and monthly checkups. I tangled all open links on which she was working trying to understand where that chunk of money goes. Who told her to be over smart in her work. She got up and approached me.

“It’s lunchtime.” She started while playing with her fingers.

“So?” I ignored her because I knew that she wanted to go to her office again.

“I have promised my friend to meet her-“ she couldn’t complete it as the door of the office burst open with a loud thud, scaring her. I stood up from my chair as I saw terribly heaving Nicole running at me. His eyes were widened with shock. What the hell happened to him? He came running towards me.

“She--- find--- we---how” he was trying to say something but couldn’t as air was knocked out of his lungs. He was trying to suck air to breathe as he wanted to say something very desperately, resting both his hands on his knees to support his frame.

Elena forwarded a glass of water at him. He held glass but acted weirdly seeing her giving a glass of water. He jerked the glass from her and bowed down deep in front of her. What the heck is going on?

She, too, bent down a little in respect, but he bent more than before, watching her bowing to him. She straightens up immediately as he sees his behavior.

“Why don’t you first drink water and talk then.” He nodded at her and gulped water, hastily wetting his half shirt.

“Ho scoperto (I found out)   tatuaggio (tattoo).” He blabbered about the task I told him about this morning. He was watching Elena in shock as he didn’t meet her before.

“che ne dici? (What about that?)” I asked him.

“ lei è la principessa perduta ( she’s the lost Princess.)” He spoke with difficulty. His words left me speechless as he mentioned Aria as a lost Princess. I jerked to see her watching me with curious eyes. She is Aria.

My Elena is Aria.