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~~(To be pushed over the edge...)~~

Scarlett's POV

Pulling up slowly I stopped my car and put it in park.

What exactly was I doing in a place like this? I'm going to end up missing my flight at this rate.

My eyes glanced over the sign and I kept staring at it.

[Caution No Trespassing]

The sun was beginning to set an it was getting pretty late. Plus my phone wasn't exactly charged either.

But again why have I stopped here?

It looked to be some kind of abandoned bridge, that I guess was being taken down.

Removing my seat belt I got out of my car and made my way towards this broken gate.

Removing the broken lock I pushed the gate open. My hair blew in the wind an visions of that night kept replaying over and over again in my mind.

Once word gets out that I cheated on my husband with his brother. My life will be completely over.

Once managers find out I cheated on a famous billionaire my reputation will be ruined. Pretty sure ill be fired from my current job. An not to mention my father is probably going to kill me.

So what's the point of even trying anymore?

I placed one leg over the bar and the other leg followed.

I was greeted by the blue sky, sounds of the river crashing against rocks. Along with the clouds reflection against the water.

At least I tried my best, I tried to fix my marriage. I tried time and time again to gain a man's attention only to be ignored in return.

So when prince charming came along and swept me off my feet.

Was I really wrong to not resist him?

How could I pretend I didn't have this burning inner need to feel desired or feel wanted?

Neil gave me that and I'll forever be grateful to him but I can't go on living this life anymore.

There's nothing left to look back on but time wasted and shame.

I'll forever be known as that whore who cheated on her billion dollar husband.

I'll be looked down apon by everyone.

"Hey miss get down from there, you could get severely injured!" Someone from behind me warned.

I chuckled to myself.

I stared over the edge and watched my feet dangle a few feet above the river.

The drop down there surely could do alot of damage to someone of my size.

But I honestly didn't care...

"Are you crazy or something I said get down, you'll get yourself killed!"

I released both my hands off the bar and pushed forward. Air hit my face and it felt like time slowed down until I was greeted with cold water.

Last thing I felt was a pair of arms wrapped around me.

Then everything turned black...

. . .

I tried fighting him off but his grip was to tight. Each step I hit hurt worse than the next.

Once we reached down stairs he opened the door and threw me out.

"I should of never married you. You're weak, broke and a loose whore. Neil can have you, he always takes my left overs anyways." He slammed the door in my face leaving me out in the cold.

My knees were bleeding and I had carpet burnt to the fullest.

One of my heels came off when he was pulling me downstairs so now I only had one shoe.

Neil was right.

I was so mad.

I let this happen.

I squinted my eyes at the bright light shining through the window.

My head hurt like hell and my shoulder was also in pain.

That's when I remembered...

Remembered what I had tried to do.

But...

How am I still alive?

Shouldn't I have been killed from that fall?

In fear I searched around for my surroundings.

I was in a bedroom...

Huh...

I tried sitting up but winced at the pain coming from my ankle.

Pulling the sheets off I noticed my ankle was bandaged up tightly.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" A manly voice came from my right.

I was in complete shock.

"Neil...how-"

"Once again I find myself having to save you from doing something crazy."

"What happened to my ankle?"

"You sprained it, you actually should of been killed." He steped inside and closed the door, leaning against it.

He looked worried but also very upset.

"Neil let me explain..."

"You know what I knew...I knew that something wasn't right. The way you couldn't look me in the eye. How you said that you couldn't stay there. Some how in my gut I just knew."

"Neil-"

"So I followed you, I wanted to be wrong. To make sure it wasn't what I thought and that you got to the airport okay."

"You shouldn't have saved me."

His body stiffened.

"How the f*ck could you say that to me? Do you honestly think I was going to allow you to go through with it?!" He yelled.

"I-"

"You knew you wouldn't have survived that fall. I had to end up breaking it for you. Your small frame isn't built well for a fall like that."

"Neil please give me a chance to explain myself!" I yelled.

"Its pretty self explanatory, you were trying to kill yourself! If I had been even a minute late at jumping after you. You would have been swept along shore!" His voice sounded shaky.

"The thought of something....like that happening to you makes my f*cking stomach turn." He lowered his head.

I've never seen him like this before.

Pulling the sheets off of me I gently guided one leg and the other off the bed.

Standing up I limped my way over towards him and grabbed his hand.

"I'm sorry,"

Strands of dark brown hair covered his face so I moved them.

I placed my hand on his cheek.

He just stared down at me with watered eyes. Something I never knew seeing would hurt me so badly.

I wrapped my arms around his waist tightly.

"I'm so sorry Neil, I wasn't thinking straight. I let my feelings get the best of me and-"

"It makes me think maybe the first time you jumped in that pool...you actually wanted to drown."

I grew silent...

I couldn't even disagree with him.

Have I secretly been wanting to end my own life this entire time?

I was then pulled into nothing but chest and abs while being hugged tightly.

"I promise you...I will do everything I can to make him pay for what he's done to you."

"Neil...please don't do anything stupid."

"Don't worry I'm not going to kill him, although that wouldn't be a bad idea either." He chuckled.

"Neil..." I warned.

He pulled my head up to look at his.

His eyes sparkled brighter than the light from the moon, shining through the window.

There goes that feeling again...

That feeling I got whenever I get so close to him. He placed a soft kiss along my forehead.

It angers me how I tried so hard to resist these feelings for Neil. Just to try and see if I was missing something in my marriage. When I should of been putting my full focus on the person who cares for me most.

Neil.

Electricity...

That's what it feels like to have his body against mine.

He leaned lower and lower until he was attacking my lips.

I melted.

He saved me...

He knew I wasn't well and he followed his gut without hesitation.

He knew I couldn't walk so he picked me up and carried me back towards the bed.

He pulled off the oversized T-shirt I had been wearing. Which I just now realized was probably his.

The thought of him putting me in it warmed my heart, making myself smile like an idiot.

"F*ck, why are you so beautiful?" He asked bluntly.

I pulled him down towards me.

I missed having his big frame towering over my small one.

It gave me this sense of comfort and security.

Something I've never felt before.

"I've missed you," I confessed.

"You sure about that because the way you've been treating me says otherwise." He pouted.

I chuckled. I ignored his question and instead answered it with a soft kiss.

His soft lips moved against mine with such powerful energy. Almost as if he couldn't control himself.

I then broke from the kiss and attacked his neck instead making him groan in the process.

It was the sexist thing I've ever heard.

It was so deep and raspy nothing about this man was boyish.

"H-Hey!" He laughed.

Now I was the one on top.

My hands trailed against his sculptured arms he was a masterpiece.

My fingers traced his veins and I couldn't resist biting my lip.

"I'm all your's Pêche." He too was biting his lip.

The sight of it nearly killed me.

He then sat up wrapping his arms around my waist.

I could feel the warmth of his breath against my neck. Which now was moving towards my shoulder.

He placed a trail of kisses each sending blissful sparks through me.

"It's been so long Pêche.." He breathed.

He reached around and unhooked my bra.

"So painfully long since I've gotten to touch you." He cupped my breasts in his warm hands.

My breathing increased significantly he knew just how to warm me up.

"Do whatever you want to me." I replied. Which in return caused his member to stiffen much harder.

He then grabbed me and took back his rightful place on top.

"Pêche, if you keep talking like that I'm going fucking to loose it." His grip on the back of my hair tightened and his eyes beamed with hunger.

Those eyes roamed around in mine for what felt like forever. Until our lips met once again, fighting in a battle of dominance.

The warmth of his body against my hardened nipples. The button from his jeans rubbing against my clit. The feel of his jawline on my hand, moving to the rythem of our kiss.

My toes curled and my mouth opened wider, allowing his tongue to join.

Every single part of my body wanting-needing more and more of Neil.

I moaned as his lips broke apart from mine and traveled down towards my neck.

"I'm never letting you leave again." His hand slid inside my panties and his fingers played with my clit.

"Never," He breathed.

All he was using was his fingers and here I am as if he's fucking me.

It's been so long since we've been this way.

Even if I said I didn't miss him my body would always speak before my mouth.

He was so damn good looking just one sight of him and I'd grow weak.

Thank you David.

Who would of known by setting me up. You'd actually be doing me a great favor.

I assume he couldn't wait any longer.

Because next thing I felt him filling me up making me grasp for air.

"Fuck!" I yelled.

He started pumping in and out of me.

His deep grunts and my breathless moans filled the room.

His hand reached up towards mine and he intertwined his fingers with mine.

He continued pumping in and out.

My other hand found its way towards his lower back. My nails gently digged into his skin as I helped him.

I was hungry for him and he was starving for me.

Our bodies began making a powerful rythem.

. . .

Neil

I brushed a strand of her hair over her ear and stared at that gorgeous face of hers.

I thought I almost had lost her.

Either way I had to get down to the bottem of all of this.

I needed to figure out what exactly that asshole is up to. There must have been a reason he's stayed with Scarlett so long.

I refuse to believe otherwise.

I put my boxers back on and grabbed my phone from the night stand.

I called and waited for an answer while I stepped outside closing the door behind me.

He answered. "Is this Mr. Neil?"

"We need to talk,"

"What exactly do we have to talk about?" He chuckled.

"Your daughter,"

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