Forbidden Heat

Chapter 66: Eloping

Edward pulled my hand as we ran for the car. So, this was how the boy got out of the mansion. I

wonder what other tricks the old mansion had hidden away. Perhaps Lucien knew of a couple of tricks

himself? Wait, if the tunnel only led us as far as here and we had to take a car to escape. How did

Edward escape the estate back then?

Once in the car, Edward wasted no time to drive away. Oh no, I didn’t think we would be leaving the

estate together like we were eloping in the middle of the night. Plus, I didn’t even know where we were

going and…

“Umm…Edward, wait! I don’t have proper clothes on! I didn’t think we would be leaving the house…” I

said shyly as I looked down at the nightgown that I had on. Although not as short and not as revealing

at the one I had on to seduce Lucien that night but this one also did not provide adequate cover. A bit

too late, I know, but I tried to cover my breasts with my hands.

“I’ve got clothes for you in the back seat,” Edward replied with his eyes still on the road. He really

thought all this through, huh? I remembered our first ‘date’ together. Back then he had clothes for me

too. Loads of them.

“Edward, how did you escape after you exited the tunnel. Even we needed a car, right?” I continued to

ask curiously, going down the list of my questions. From NôvelDrama.Org.

“You mean ‘the boy’?” Edward teased. He definitely has a way with words.

“Yes, I mean… ‘the boy’” I replied while secretly rolling my eyes.

“He had some good friends. One in particular was there to save him that night…” Edward replied

without any further explanations. I decided to leave it at that. There was something else that I had to

ask him.

“Where are we going?” I finally got to ask the burning question on my mind. We are speeding along the

empty road, but I had no idea where we were headed.

“Where you want to go,” Edward replied smoothly.

“And where is that exactly? How do you know where I want to go?” I asked. Perhaps he really could

read my mind.

“You wanted to ask me about the nightmare that you’ve been having lately, right?” Edward asked

casually.

“Yes…” I replied. Guess there’s no point asking how he knew. Edward seems to know everything.

“I won’t answer your questions,” Edward stated flatly.

“Why not?” I asked in a panic. I whirled around in my seat to face him. Edward continued to drive,

without looking at me.

“Because you wouldn’t believe me no matter what I say or how I say it. So, I’m just going to show

you…or rather, you can see it for yourself. Seeing is believing, right?” Edward replied nonchalantly but

his hand reached out to hold mine.

If I wasn’t wrong, he must be taking me to that cottage by the lake. That’s where he took me before all

these nightmares started. Back then he asked if I could remember, and I couldn’t. I also didn’t know

what it was I was supposed to be remembering. However, this time…perhaps, it would be different.

What is it that Edward wanted me to remember so badly? How is that in any way related to my

nightmares? What will happen if I couldn’t remember…and what would happen if I did?

…

By the time we arrived at the cottage by the lake, it was the start of dawn. Edward helped carry the bag

of clothes he had prepared for me. Based on the luggage he had prepared for me, it seemed like we

would be spending at least a week here. I bet he bought so many clothes for me so that I had more

than enough to choose from. Sometimes his level of care really gets to me but then again, this isn’t too

hard if you’ve got the money for it. We headed into the cottage just like we did that day.

“Want to take a nap?” Edward asked lazily from the bed. He had already stripped himself of his blazer

was now on the bed in his white shirt and jeans.

“Umm…” I hesitated.

“We hardly slept last night. Come sleep with me. Don’t worry…our ‘later’ doesn’t start now,” Edward

addressed my concern while inviting me into bed with him with open arms.

I guess I’m feeling quite sleepy. Waking up in the middle of the night followed by our exploration and

escape from the mansion did take up a lot of my energy. I could use some sleep. I got into bed and

Edward immediately pulled me into a warm hug. He fitted his body against my back, and I could feel his

warm breath on my hair. He kissed my ear and then the top of my head softly. It feels so relaxing in his

arms…perhaps I did miss him too a little? This was the last thought that cross my mind before I feel

asleep in his arms.

--To be continued…