135 Insecurity

When they arrived at the hotel, Yve directly headed out to the bathroom. Vince took this opportunity to call his team and ask for an update about the father and daughter pair. Slayne calmly reported the success of the attack and that they're waiting on how Amira will react to this pressure.

Little did Vince knew that Yve is listening to their conversation through the small opening on the bathroom's door. She didn't want to believe that Vince and the rest of the team can do it but after Nyelle's confinement, she can't seem to erase the possibility.

'Do they really have Airis with them? But who's this father and daughter tandem. Will Vince tell me the truth if I ask it?' Yve's thoughts are scrambled all over the place as she overthinks once more.

"Keep me updated." Vince instantly said which caught Yve in a surprise. As a result, the door was banged closed hinting Vince that she was listening. Both of them knew that instant they were hiding something from each other.

"F*ck! It should be this way." Vince uttered on his own.

He was about to approach the bathroom but then she heard some splashes inside.

"You should hide things from her. You promised that night, right?" He continued to regret as brushed his hand on his hair.

Inside the bathroom, Yve is just standing underneath the shower with her clothes on. As the water continues to flow from her head towards her toes, her mind is drifting deep in her thoughts.

'He knows! Why can't I gather the courage to ask him?'

'Because you're afraid that he will reject you or lie to you…'

'But you know he's not like that. He will never lie to you.'

'Isn't keeping a secret the same as lying?'

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Her conscience and evil mind stopped debating when she felt something on her shoulders. When she tried to turn around, she was hugged from behind.

"I'm sorry." Vince whispered. His voice is deep but clear.

"Sorry for what?" Yve looked down on their feet and noticed the tips of his pants.

'So he is still wearing his clothes, too.'

'What are you even thinking at a time like this?!'

Ignorant to Yve's thoughts at the moment, Vince answered,

"I'm sorry for keeping a secret from you." Vince said.

"I know it must be difficult for you to tell me everything at once." Yve replied with sadness in her voice. Vince got more worried about this and he turned Yve around to meet her eyes. Yve didn't dare to look at his inspecting eyes.

'Thank goodness that I turned the shower on. He will not be able to distinguish my tears from the shower droplets.' Yve thought but was proven incorrect when Vince kissed one of her eyes causing it to close.

"I can tell that you're crying right now. "

Yve can't help but be shocked. So with her mouth opened she looked at Vince only to receive a kiss from him. He saw the gentle rise and fall of her chest and the fogged look in her eyes. Comprehension suddenly oozed through him like heated honey purling through his veins.

'Was it possible that his secret is making Yve feel insecure? Of all the people around her, did his action made her lose her confidence once more?'

The thought hurt him more than it should be. His kiss changed from a quick one into a gentle and sweet kiss, thinning the air in his lungs. His gaze looked loving and comforting, taking all the doubt and fear shown by her face and revealed by her kiss. All he ever wanted to do now was to hold her, reassure her and ask for her forgiveness.

"Oh, Yve." Vince whispered as he parted from their kiss and placed his forehead on top of hers.

He looked at her eyes one more time and in slow motion, he bent toward her, closing his eyes to caress her mouth with his own. A weak moan escaped her as she placed her hands around his neck, and he stiffened for an instant. The taste of her lips are both salty and cold.

'She must be crying again at the moment,' Vince thought.

Vince deeply regret making Yve feel insecure. He promised to cherish this woman before him but his secrets hurt her.

He drew her close with a raspy groan and let all his regret sink in this kiss. With a fierce hold, he cupped the back of her neck and kissed her deeply, gently, possessive in his touch. His fingers twined in her hair, desperate to explore.

And then all at once, beyond his comprehension, Yve answered him back. Her body melded to his with an answering groan and he was shocked when her mouth rivaled his with equal demand.

As their lips parted once more, Vince whispered, "I'm sorry."

Yve smiled at him and said, "It's fine but no more secrets, okay?"

"I promise." Vince answered as desired licked through him. He saw the same feeling in Yve's eyes.

With a heated shudder, he gripped her arms and pushed her back, his breathing ragged as he held her at bay. Yve was confused with Vince's action.

"We can't do this." Vince whispered. He dropped his hold and exhaled, gouging shaky fingers through his wet hair. His gaze returned, capturing hers and riddled with mixed emotions.

"I don't want to break another promise. I will wait for you outside. Let's continue to talk." Vince said and left her hanging, hot and wet underneath the cold water.

Yve felt frustrated with Vince's control.

'Should I be happy or worried by his action?' Yve wondered as she removed her wet clothes and took a real bath.