Chapter 17

UNFATHOMABLE URGE

Liam’s P.O.V.

Diane does not have any other choice but to come with me. I knew that it was not easy for her to be with me in just one room, considering the fact that we had only met today, but I thanked her for trusting me.

For that, I would not do anything that could break her trust. If I had to sleep on the floor, then I would do it just for her to be comfortable in our current situation.

The room was clean and fully equipped. It had its own bathroom, small balcony, air-conditioner, sofa, cabinet, fridge, and television. The only problem was the small bed. It was only a double size—too far from my customized emperor-size bed in my bachelor’s pad.

In fact, my bedroom was way bigger even if I would triple the size of this room, but I could not do anything about it because I did not want to exert further efforts to go home now. I guessed this would be much better knowing that I would be able to stay here with such an exquisite woman. I did not know the reason why. All I knew was this sudden feeling that I needed to protect Diane.

I went to the balcony to call my butler Janno. I instructed him to take care of my car since it was currently blocking the third lane of the road. I also gave him the exact address where it could be found.

“That should be working as early as five o’clock tomorrow, Janno. Thanks,” I told him before I ended the call.

Since he was my butler, he would be the one to contact the insurance company or anyone who should get involved with what happened. My car was the latest release from Delgz Automobiles, and it was still under warranty. I had to believe that it was only out of gas because I didn’t want to have the benefit of the doubt, let alone make a big deal over simple things.

Closing the balcony door, I went back inside the room. I silently looked at Diane, who was in front of the lampshade at the side of the bed. She was also talking to someone on her cellular phone. I sincerely smiled. I must have done something good in my past life to be with her tonight.

The truth was I could ask Janno to fetch us here right away so that Diane could go home, but I suddenly became selfish now because I wanted to spend the night with her. She was so gorgeous that I could not help myself but stare at her.

“Dave, stop being too nosy! You already knew how to flirt, yet you are still childish. I got stranded, okay? I would surely go home first thing in the morning. You have to take charge there, do you understand? Show me that you are already a man,” she ordered the person on the other line. “Okay, I will.” Diane just nodded before she ended the call.

“Dave?” I asked as my forehead creased into a furrow. I was too curious to know.

She nodded. “Yup, my brother. He was born next to me who was a fourth-year high school student,” she replied without even looking at me.

“Ah…” I slyly smiled as I remained on the balcony’s door. I could not understand why, but I felt like a thorn had been pulled out of my chest. I thought that Dave was her boyfriend, and I was glad that he was not.

Then, I suddenly remembered what had happened a while ago—how our paths crossed in the parking lot. The moment she accidentally got inside my car, I knew there was something strange that I felt for her in an instant. I was swiftly stunned by her beauty, and that was the main reason why I could not speak right away.

Knowing myself, I knew that it was not just a simple admiration. Actually, I was willing to take the chance of knowing Diane more. But when I found out that she was Claire—the same woman my brother was so obsessed with, it was a clear sign that I had to control my growing emotions. I knew Leandro, and when he found out about this, things would definitely turn into chaos. Above all things and for the sake of the other things that I already risked for him, I didn’t want to hurt my brother.

Getting senile, I always forgot to lock my car every time I parked it. I did not expect that fate would let me meet Diane tonight, just because she accidentally entered my car. Looking at the low gas bar of my dashboard, I planned to pass by first at a gas station. But since I got so enthralled listening to her voice while she was talking, I suddenly forgot about it.

“Sleep in the bed, Liam. I’m sure I will fit in at the sofa,” she suggested with a smile on her face while pointing at the sofa located at the foot of the bed.

I already found her voice too sweet and attractive, how much more was her innocent face? She looked like a real angel to me. Her face was undeniably gentle, and her lips were naturally red.

“No! I will occupy the couch, and you will sleep on the bed. No buts, no ifs, Diane,” I refuted while getting some pillows from the bed. It was indeed a good thing that we had lots of pillows here, and these were too much for us. There was no way that I would let her sleep on the couch.

“But, sir—I mean, Liam—” she slightly objected, but it didn’t escape from my ears.

I looked directly at her as I slowly approached her, “What did you just call me? Was it ‘sir’ again?”

“H-Huh? No, Liam. What I said was Liam, okay? Yes, it’s Liam!” she strongly refused. She was trying to make up an alibi, even though it was too late. I wasn’t deaf not to hear what she truly called me.

Because of that, she became unsystematic to step backwards. Her cheeks were also immediately stained with a pink blush.

She continued stepping backwards until she was left with no other choice because her back was already pinned in the wall. Then, I placed both of my hands at her sides to trap her. With only a few inches apart, I could smell how fragrant she was, the same way how I silently sniffed her aroma while buckling her seatbelt in my car.

It was not perfume. I was sure that it was a natural scent. It looked like she doesn’t even have to use perfume to be sweet-scented. With our current position, I felt like a statue that I didn’t want to be away from her anymore.

“You don’t remember anything about calling me ‘sir,’ huh?” I whispered using my husky voice. I radiantly smiled at her as I continued to stare at her face. It was as if I would like to memorize her face in case this was the last time we would be together.

She tried to avert her eyes away from me. It was only amusing because as I gawked at her, she just looked even more innocent in my eyes. I slowly crossed the distance between our faces until our lips were only an inch apart. To my surprise, she closed her eyes.

I used that opportunity to gaze at her even better. Diane had a beauty that could launch a thousand ships, so I was not surprised that my brother got bewitched by her. The way he would talk about his Claire, it looked like he already put her on the pedestal. He adored her so much. It was only bad timing that Claire was also Diane.

It was bad timing that Leandro got to know her first. It was bad timing that when it happened, I was on the other side of the world.

Her eyelashes were long, and her lips were deliberately red. Her nose was not that pointed, but it suited the shape of her face. Her shiny and shoulder-length hair also looked so soft that I wanted to touch it.

Her skin was also as white as snow, and I must admit that it was credibly smooth. When I shook her hand in the car, it was so soft that I couldn’t help but kiss it earlier. That gesture was kind of creepy considering we had only met for the first time, but I just couldn’t control myself.

God knew how I was restraining myself, even though kissing her was what my heart was telling me. It was indeed intricate for me to control myself, especially Diane closing her eyes seemed to inform me that it was only okay if I would kiss her here.

It was entirely difficult when her lips appeared to be fascinating and tempting at the same time. It was extremely complicated knowing we were just in the same room, and everything for me felt like torture.

While resisting this unfathomable urge for Diane, I had to clear up my mind. As long as I could, I had to fight it. For my one and only brother, I had to stop it.

So, what happened next was that I ended up affectionately running my right fingers over her left cheek, notifying her that she had some dirt on her face. She was still blushing when she opened her eyes, and her brown orbs seemed to be looking through my soul. As promised, I would not break her trust, and I would not hurt my brother.

“You will surely be punished the next time, Diane. So if I were you, stop calling me ‘sir,’” I professed while winking at her before I turned around, went to the sofa, and finally lay down.