Chapter 119

"What is she doing here?" I asked, getting upset as I stared at him. I am currently on my feet and so is Adrian. We are looking at each other and Irina is literally downstairs waiting for him.

Which is making me so upset right now.

"She has something to deliver to me. I told you she works for the mafia too," He said.

I scoffed internally, folding my hands and looked away.

He grabbed my chin tenderly, making me look at him.

"I will come back to you in an hour."

What?

An hour?

"Just stay here," he said, resting his eyes on my lips and returning to my eyes.

"Okay," I almost muttered. He withdrew his hands from my chin and headed out.

I let out a breath and walked towards the bed. I sat on it, feeling so upset.

It is Sunday.

Why did she choose today, of all days, to come and deliver something to him?

I let out a scoff, got on my feet and walked towards the windows. I stared at the view, letting out a sigh and calming myself.

He said an hour.

Just be patient.

Be patient, Evelyn.

I folded my hands, rubbing my arms.

I walked towards the bed and picked up my phone. I decided to text Imogen again and maybe pass out time.

I have just an hour.

TWO AND HALF DEPRESSING HOURS LATER.....

I let out a scoff the minute I saw the time on my phone.

Three fucking hours.

Okay, two and a half.

What's the fucking difference?

I got up from the couch and walked towards the door. I headed out of the room and walked along the hallway.

Getting closer to the stairs, I heard Irina chuckling loudly.

I stopped on my track, letting out a scoff as my heart clenched.

"What the fuck? That was terrible, Addy," she said, chuckling again.

I scoffed again.

God, she sounds so ugly.

Ugh.

I felt tears coming.

She chuckled again.

I shook my head, walked back to the room. I walked towards the bed, picked up my phone and walked towards that room. I found myself after he kidnapped me.

I closed the door behind me and walked towards the mirror. Staring at myself, my eyes brimmed.

I let out a breath, calming myself.

Maybe I am just overreacting.

They literally grew up together.

Remember?

He literally told you.

But why was she chuckling like that back there?

What are they talking about?

He hasn't made me laugh like that before.

I let out a breath, walked towards the bed and sat on it.

He said an hour, and now he has been out there for almost three hours.

They must be talking about something very interesting that is not mafia-related.

I don't think there is anything funny in mafia work, is it?

Did he actually call her here? How did she know we were here?

Did Mario tell her or something?

Or maybe.....

Maybe he called her over because he was bored with me.

My heart tightened at my thoughts.

But he didn't look bored earlier, did he?

I laid on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

I am overthinking this.

Just give him a little more time, Evelyn.

Maybe another hour.

I opened my eyes, resting them on the ceiling. I looked to my left and I saw my phone. I reached for it and switched it on.

It was past five pm.

My heart tightened as I sat up.

He is not here yet. He should be here looking for me.

But no.

He is still with her.

Sighing, I got on my feet and walked towards the mirror.

I stared at myself, feeling my heart tightening more.

What are you doing, Evelyn?

Forget the fact that he brought you here. He is fucking married.

Irina out there is not even the main problem.

Candela is his wife.

After this weekend, he will go back to her because that's where he belongs.

You are literally killing yourself over a fucking married man.

What are you thinking?

A tear rolled out of my eyes as my heart clenched continuously.

I wiped my tears off, letting out a sigh.

You shouldn't feel this way. It is what it is supposed to be.

You don't even know how he feels about you.

Hell, he might just be using you.

My heart broke at my thoughts.

God, this is so annoying.

But it is likely true.

I am not in his league, neither am I his age.

Look at the women around him for pit's sake.

His wife, Candela, her sister is beautiful too, and then his friend, Irina.

They are all curvy and beautiful and his age.

I am just......

God, his plaything?

My heart ached severely.

I ran my fingers through my hair, feeling tears coming.

God, I feel so stupid right now.

I made my way into the bathroom. I stripped off my clothes and got in the shower. Done with my business, I wrapped a towel around my body and headed out of the bathroom.

Only to be greeted by Him.

I locked eyes with him, making my heart race.

He is standing a bit close to the door, looking at me.

I lowered my gaze as my heart kept on racing.

I guess he is done with his stunning bestie.

"What are you doing in here?" he asked.

I didn't respond but moved towards the mirror.

My heart is still racing.

"Eve,"

"Why? Isn't this the room you gave me?" I asked without looking at him. I looked at the table for something I could use on my face.

"Did I do something wrong?" he asked.

I scoffed, turning to him.

He is looking at me.

"With all due respect, that's a very silly question to ask, sir."

He kept staring at me.

"You said you would be back in an hour. But you spent all day with her, making her laugh all through." I said, feeling my heart clenching.

He raised his brows at me.

"I heard her laughing out loud at the jokes you were telling her."

"That's how she is. She laughs at her own jokes. I wasn't telling any jokes," he said calmly.

I nodded. "Yeah. You know your bestie very well," I said, averting my eyes from him.

"Are you jealous?"

I looked at him.

He is looking at me.

"What?"

He took steps towards me, making my heart pace increase.

"Are you jealous, little girl?"

I scoffed, looking away.

He grabbed my hand gently, making me look at him.

"I didn't think you would be this jealous," he said.

"Well, I have no right to be, do I?"

"Nothing is going on between us. She is almost like a sister," he said.

"And Candela?" I asked, making his face twitch slightly.

"She is your wife, and you will go back to her," I said, making my heart clench.

He released my hand and I felt cold instantly as I stared at him.

He is staring at me.

"Why are you bringing her up?" he asked.

"Isn't that the truth?" I asked as tears approached my eyes.

He stared at me silently.

I stared at him too.

"I have been here with you and all through, I haven't called, or answered any calls from her. Didn't that tell you anything?" he asked.

I gave no response.

"Didn't it tell you anything, little girl?"

"No. I only feel you brought me here just for your own pleasure," I said boldly.

His eyes twitched.

I stared at him.

"You know what, I will just come back when you are calmer," he said, walking towards the door.

"I want to leave," I said, stopping him on his track.

My heart continued racing as I stared at his back.

"Tell your boys to take me back to where they picked me from," I said.

He looked at me.

I gulped a bit.

"Get dressed and go to the living room," he said, and walked out of the room.

My heart tightened as tears rolled out of my eyes.

Descending the stairs and dressed in the clothes I wore that Friday, I heard different voices from the living room. Getting closer, I saw Adrian on his feet and talking to two men dressed in black leather jackets and trousers.

Wow.

He is really sending me back.

He didn't even hesitate.

God, what have I been thinking?

What has he done to me?!

"Alright, boss." One of the men said and they both headed out.

I approached the living room, making Adrian look my way.

My heart raced as I got closer to the living room where he was.

"I am ready," I said, looking everywhere but at him.

I felt his eyes on me.

"I had a great time," he said, making my heart race the more.

"I apologize for spending all those hours with Irina. It was entirely about business. I didn't know it would take that long."

God, he is really apologizing.

I think I should rethink my movement.

Tell him you changed your mind, Evelyn, come on.

"What you said back there..... Perhaps when you are calm, you will understand better. What you said back there was false."

I looked at him.

He is looking at me.

"But I understand. The driver is waiting outside," he said.

I scoffed internally. He really wants me to go.

I changed my mind.

God, how can I say that out?

"Don't forget your teddy," he said, making me look at the teddy on the sofa.

"You should get going. It is getting late," he said, making me look at him.

His eyes are on me.

"And you have school tomorrow," he added.

Seriously?

"I almost forgot that," he said.

Fine. He really wants me to go.

I picked up my teddy and flickered my eyes at him.

God, I am going to miss him.

When will I see him again?

"Thank you," I said, heading for the door even though I didn't want to leave.

I walked out of the house, noticing that it was already dark as the cold wind hit my skin. One of the guards opened the backseat door for me and entered.

He closed the door and I looked at the closed window.

I saw HIM through the huge windows of the house, staring in my direction.

I let out a sigh, averting my eyes as the driver started the car, and we drove out of the compound.

My heart tightened as we drove.

So much for a sweet kidnap.

I knew I was overreacting.

I just wouldn't listen.

I moved my gaze to my teddy. I picked it up and placed it on my body.

My phone beeped, making me pick it up from the space next to me.

I opened, and I saw a text from a random number.

I opened it, and it says.....

"Stay safe, little girl."

My heart fluttered.

Oh gosh.

Is this......

Another text came in.

"And don't skip school tomorrow."

I couldn't help but smile.

I almost screamed but I held myself. I have the Don's on my phone number.

Gosh!

How did he even get my number?

God, he is full of surprises.

Well, I don't care. I can communicate with him from now on. He is closer now.

Whoo!

I hugged my teddy happily, giggling regardless of the men driving me home.

Geez.

A WEEK AND HALF LATER.........

AT SCHOOL..........

My phone beeped again for the first time since I came to class.

I picked it up, and I saw a reply text from Adrian about the text I sent to him.

Well, actually, it wasn't a text.

I sent some nude pictures without my face to him.

And his reply was.....