Siren Song 46 Amira's Presence

Chang was saddened to hear he never he even met his mom. She couldn't even imagine what it would be like to not have that presence in your life. That person who cheered you on no matter what, nursed you when you were sick, and loved you unconditionally. She had received love in spades from both her parents, and couldn't understand the pain. Her heart still ached though, hearing that he even didnt know much about his own mother.. Chang released his hand and gripped onto the sleeve of his collared white b.u.t.ton up, her other gripped onto her dress above her heart.

Liang Jian Amal looked down and saw her hurt expression, her eyes br.i.m.m.i.n.g with tears.

"Don't cry, please, it's all right. There's no need to cry."

"I'm not crying, my heart just hurt for you."

Chang turned her head away stubbornly refusing to let the tears out.

Liang Jian Amal reached out and took her chin between his finger and place a light kiss between her furrowed brows.

"Thank you."

She tilted her chin up looking at him with her eyes swimming. He couldn't resist the sight and took her lips with his, his hands cupped her face, his fingers glided over her ears to entangle themselves in her hair. He felt her respond to his kisses and deepened it further, exploring her open mouth with his tongue before meeting hers.

Chang felt herself becoming dizzy from the lack of oxygen, but didnt want him to stop. Everytime he kissed and touched her, it felt like something would shift inside her. It made her uncomfortable at first, but the more he did it, she found herself not only accepting it, but she started to crave his touch. Chang lost herself in his kiss and began to reciprocate as pa.s.sionately. The hand that had been on her chest reached for his, clutching at it desperately, pulling him closer. His hands tangling in her hair and his kiss made her feel as if she would forget everything, but she did not care. She helplessly moaned against his mouth, as she melted in his embrace.

She felt herself slipping down though as her knees gave out as she was unable to draw breath. Jian caught her before she fell, chuckling at the sight of her winded expression. He helped hold her up until her legs began to stabilize.

Chang slowly felt he face redden as she thought of how easily she let him have his way with her. The old man was right, she would be at this mans mercy, if she let her emotions sway her so easily!

"Uh I should go clean myself up", forgetting her original mission to get a change of clothes, Chang raced to the bathroom, away from him.

Liang Jian Amal watched her fleeing figure with bemus.e.m.e.nt, she's just like a little frightened bunny.' He watched until she disappeared into the sun room, before choosing some clothes for her from his mother's wardrobes. His eyes searched the portrait of the woman he had never know but felt close to, especially in her gardens. He brushed his fingers across her painted face in farewell as he headed after Chang.

Chang stood in the bathroom flabbergasted at just how large the bathtub was, 'was that really necessary?'

"If you feel it's too big, we could always get in together." A melodious voice drifted in behind her. Jian stood holding a bundle of clothing in his arms smirking at her.

"Absolutely not!" Chang cried out in embarrasment.

"Well you may say that now, but if you change your mind..."

"No, get out!"

She stood with her fists clenched at her side, waiting until he left, closing the door behind him, then started to undress. She quickly bathed herself without fully filling the tub with warm water.

She dried herself off with a towel that sat folded in a stack nearby before approaching the clothes. She put on the panties first but couldn't find a bra, the closest she could find was a white slip that was slightly fitted around the chest. Once she put it on though it was tighter than it looked and hung to her knees. A deep red long shirt with gold embroidery of lilies near the collar and the wide sleeves that came almost to her elbow. A pair of loose dark red pants were with it as well as a long golden sash with a warping in the center, making it unsmooth. Chang looked at the piece of long golden cloth several times trying to figure out how to wear it before tying it around her waist like a belt. She towel dried her hair lazily before coming out, ready to explore Lahat.

Jian sat on the bed bathed in sunlight, the warm rays shone on his beautiful bronze hair and skin, causing her breath to hitch in her throat. He was just so breathtakingly beautiful. He turned and smiled at her as she came out, he reached his hand out to her. Seeing him like that Chang couldn't help going forward and placing her hand in his caught under his spell completely.