Chapter 53 - Amethyst Eyes 8: Amethyst Eyes (2/2)

After yesterday's revelations, she had finally let down her guard and acted freely, affectionately towards her husband-to-be which the latter reciprocated equally if not more. Ash was truly lucky.

Now, there was only one little thing that hadn't been settled yet – and Ash was determined to end it.

Amethyst Eyes.

Just the nickname of the said legend was enough to ruffle her feathers. How dare Alex's friends drag him to their sick game? The wife-to-be would love to give them a piece of her mind.

”I feel tired,” Alex complained like a child as he tried to lie back down on her ŀȧp, but she stopped him.

”You can't go to sleep yet. Your friends are waiting for you,” she reminded him and he frowned.

”I can just cancel,” he said, his lips settling into a stubborn pout but Ash shook her head towards him.

”You go and settle your bet. You don't want your friends to think you're backing out, right?” she challenged and Alex's eyes widened.

”You want me to win the bet?” he asked in disbelief as both of them knew what winning entailed.

Alex would continue the affair with the legendary beauty. ”A-are you sure?” he asked and she nodded, her lips set into a grim line. Her hazel eyes burned with determination.

”Veni, Vidi, Vici,” Ashley recited. ”That's your motto, right? Win the bet,” she softly ordered and Alex shrugged.

”If you say so…”

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In the midst of a dreamy place, with its classy interior, the low-keyed chattering of patrons, and seductive music she sat. Quietly, at the end of the bar, on the farthest seat which she usually occupied, she nursed her second glass of foreign whiskey. The bitter spirit calmed her own weary soul as she listened to an old familiar song.

”And the sky was made of amethyst, And all the stars look just like little fish.

You should learn when to go. You should learn how to say ”no,”

Might last a day, yeah, Minus forever.

Might last a day, yeah, Well, minus forever…”

As the singer crooned her song with the title akin to the hue of her eyes, the amber liquid she nursed worked their way down her throat, drawing a line of fire, burning and yet refreshing at the same time. A nostalgic smile played on her seductive lips as she remembered the same thing happening before.

Like a déjà vu, the master placed a third glass of expensive whiskey she favored in front of her without her ordering it. Knowing where it came from however made her smile widen as she felt the familiar electrifying presence behind her.

”Have you been waiting long?” the seductive baritone whispered against her ear, the hot breath of her lover fanning against her skin, sending delicious shivers down her spine.

Slowly, deliberately, she turned around to face the owner of the voice as she crossed her legs. ”Not really,” she answered as she smiled, her amethyst eyes twinkling with their secret joke.

Alex Li, the man who had taken her over and over again that she lost count looked at her with smoky almond eyes. Her tongue flicked the side of her lips, anticipating the night ahead when she knew she'd be spending in bed with this gorgeous man, writhing in pŀėȧsurė in his arms as she cried out his name.

She thought she was so lucky that this wonderful specimen had been one of those people who had taken the challenge. Tonight was the night she would announce the winner of the bet.

Again.

This time, however, there wasn't really a competition. No, there was no competition at all.

The legendary Amethyst Eyes had been Alex's all along.

”Honey, are you really okay to walk over there without your glasses or contact lens?” Alex asked worriedly as he ȧssisted her from her seat.

Ashley's vision had gotten worse compared to years ago when they had first met at a bar when Alex had the same bet with his other group of friends. It was the reason why she didn't recognize him a week ago when Alex first came here and saw her.

”I'll be okay,” she answered with a sigh, getting impatient to meet the people who tried to make her lover revert to his old activities.

Years ago when she just returned to Hong Kong from France, Alex had been a wild playboy who had taken the challenge of approaching Ashley at a similar bar.

”Take me to those friends of yours so I can give them a kick or two,” she added which made her fiancé chuckle.

”Honey, it wasn't their fault you're too pretty,” Alex stated honestly which made her smile. ”In fact, it's actually your fault. Didn't I tell you to wear your hazel contact lenses all the time? Your real eyes are too potent – I hate it when people flock around you like they want to eat you up and I hate it more when they stare at your eyes,” he continued with exasperation.

”But I don't wear contacts because I didn't want to see – and I had no plans on taking up conversations with anyone when I drink,” Ash answered with a pout which made her more alluring under the dim lights with the brilliance reflecting in her huge magical eyes.

Years ago before she met Alex, she would go to the bar because she's tired and wanted to unwind. Lately, she went to the bar to clear her head to think or to pass time whenever Alex was away on business trips and couldn't take her.

”That's it! The next time you feel like drinking, you call me. Don't ever come back to this place anymore and don't you dare go drinking alone,” Alex warned and Ash once again felt happy, her insecurities totally wiped away by her husband-to-be's show of possessiveness.

”Okay, okay,” she promised as she anchored her arms on Alex's. ”Now take me to those idiots you call friends…”