Reborn Heiress: Married To My Ex-Husband's Rival
Chapter 64 Incapable Of Love

Chapter 64: Chapter 64 Incapable Of Love

"I think the view is more beautiful on this side," Jasmine said as she sipped from her soda.

Kingsley chuckled beside her as they both stared at the thousands or maybe billions of stars in the sky.

They just finished eating the barbecue Kingsley grilled for them both. She was in charge of watching, staring mindlessly and lustily at him.

Kingsley was unbelievably ’delicious’ to the lustful wife that night. He was wearing a thin black shirt and black pants. His hair was tied at the back with black ribbon which was unlike his usual style.

They grilled the barbecue close to the tent. Kingsley set up a fire outside the tent to keep them warm as they lay inside the tent, sipping from their sodas.

The night breeze wasn’t so bone-chilling, it was moderate. The fresh smell of wet musky earth and smoke filled the air.

Cracking sounds came from the fire, setting up a romantic atmosphere for both couples who just silently enjoyed each other’s company.

"You know, I bought this place the year I lost my parents." Kingsley suddenly said.

"At what age?" Jasmine asked instead and it made Kingsley smile.

He wasn’t the one to tell people about his parents or anything related to his affairs but when he did, he always regretted it. Simply because it’s either they reply with "I’m sorry" or "Oh, that’s sad".

He hated the speeches, the sad notes, and all that. But Jasmine just beat his imagination.

She wasn’t like them. Everything about her just speaks maturity and mystery. As if she has seen the world in and out, nothing surprises her no more.

Her question made him relaxed to continue with what he intended to say. "I was twenty-five years old when it happened."

Jasmine hummed before sipping from her soda again. "That’s quite several ages."

Kingsley gulped from his soda before he responded. "I think so." He shook his head. "Pathetic."

Jasmine raised a brow. "What is?"

"The fact that I still don’t remember what really happened that night. It’s pathetic." He clicked his tongue on his teeth. He sighed tiredly before dropping the soda on the small table close to their flat soft bed that was inside the tent.

The top of the tent was open so they could see the sky. They lay side by side, the silence reigned comfortably around them.

Jasmine opened her lips to say something but quickly shut it back. She could feel the heat from his skin glued on hers.

"Want to say something?" Kingsley probed as he placed both hands under his head, his eyes narrowed to the sky, not tearing his gaze off.

"Just curious..." she paused. "Why didn’t you ever clear your name??"

This time,kingsley turned to his side to stare at her side profile, his eyes rested on her face, making Jasmine’s ear turn red.

She couldn’t bring herself to stare back at him. "Wha-what??" She stammered as she looked at him but quickly averted her gaze when she was met with his intense eyes.

A small smile tucked at the side of his lips. "You think I’m a good person." He stated. Not a question.

"Are you not?"

A malicious look formed on Kingsley’s face as he pushed himself off the bed, one of his elbows was on the bed, holding his weight as he towered over Jasmine. "I am not a good person."

Jasmine’s eyes moved from his thin pink lips to his eyes that seemed to want to bore a huge hole on her face. "You haven’t caused me pain." She muttered, her voice lowered without her realizing. Maybe it was because of his proximity that was messing with her sanity or just the way his stare seemed to be sucking her ability to talk.

A throaty laugh escaped Kingsley’s lips as he leaned down, covering Jasmine’s vision. His free hand found its way to the side of her head, caging her between him.

His low husky voice rang out. "That’s because I want to make you feel other things which include pleasure.."

Heat immediately crawled to the back of Jasmine’s neck, her throat ran dry that instant because he was coming near. Too near. Dangerously near.

’Oh lord, allow him kiss me, please.’ She chanted in her head as her eyes shut on their own, bracing herself for a wet kiss.

Her anticipation increased, every passing seconds was too loud and dragged.

His breathing fanned her face,increasing her level of lust towards this man. She couldn’t wait. Her lips slightly pouted on their own, expecting that God’s-created favorite lips to smash on hers but she got a chuckle instead.

Kingsley laughed heartily making Jasmine burst her eyes open, her face flushed red in embarrassment when she realized that he had only been toying with her.

His laughter rang out too hard as he shifted away from her. Jasmine was thoroughly embarrassed.

"Naughty little wife..." he scoffed with a teasing smile on his face.

"That’s not funny at all." Jasmine countered, her embarrassment transferring to anger.

Kingsley’s laughter died down, his eyes glinting with mischief as he whispered in a low voice. "Then Just admit that you want me, Jasmine." With a taunting smile, he added. "Say it."

Jasmine grumbled before pushing herself off the low plush bed. "No, thank you." She snapped. Ready to leave.

"Where are you running off to, Kitten??"

Jasmine threw him a sharp glare. "I’m going back inside to sleep." She was ready to leave but Kingsley quickly grabbed her arm.

"Why are you in such a hurry to leave??" Kingsley questioned. "It’s going to be a long night. Don’t go back."

Jasmine rolled her eyes in annoyance. "But it seems you have all the time in the world to toy around with me."

"You want things to get serious?? You don’t want me to joke around with you?" Kingsley asked and Jasmine immediately fell tongue-tied. Not sure what to say.

’Yes, I want things getting serious. I want you to kiss me till I’m short of breath, and fuck me till I can’t seem to get your name out of my mouth!’ Those words were just at the tip of Jasmine’s tongue but she remained quiet, hoping he would realize that she wanted him. She badly wanted him to do Good-bad stuff to her body. But how could she forget that he’s cold and incapable of love? That once their marriage contract had elapsed, they’d never have to see each other again?