Chapter 138

❤️EVE❤️

That husky voice again.

I looked in that direction and there he was.

Again.

In that same position, looking at me.

My heart picked up, racing as I held his gaze.

I sat up, feeling my bitter taste buds as I continued staring at me.

What is he doing here again?

He got on his feet, making my heart race faster as he walked around the bed and close to me.

I held his gaze all through till he sat close to me.

Lulu got on me, making me look at her as I held her with my other hand.

I moved my gaze to Adrian. His eyes are on me.

"How are you feeling?" he asked, making my heart react.

"Where is Imogen?" I asked, ignoring his question.

"She had to go home. Her mother called," he said.

I lowered my gaze.

"How are you feeling?" he asked again.

"Why are you here?" I asked, looking at him.

He didn't respond but stared at me.

My heart kept racing.

"Your friend called me," he said.

I scoffed, looking away.

Imogen, seriously!

"She was worried about you. She said you hate taking medication." he said.

I lowered my gaze.

"Why?" He asked.

I looked at him. "You haven't answered my question, Don Morelli. Why are you here?" I asked, trying all my best to keep an angry face.

Even though his face and presence is making my heart race.

"You didn't answer mine either," he said.

I scoffed.

"How are you feeling?" he repeated.

"I don't exist to you anymore, remember?"

He stared at me.

"Get up and leave," I ordered coldly, glaring at him.

He stared at me blankly.

"You are the first feisty sick person i am witnessing," he said.

"I am not sick," I said angrily.

"Thanks to Alfredo," he said, making me furrow my brows.

"Alfredo?"

"He treated you," he said.

I scoffed internally.

So, I had him and Alfredo here in my house without my knowledge?

Imogen, you are in serious trouble.

"I trust he did a very good job. You have to take your meds," he said, making me look at him.

"I am not interested," I said, looking away.

"You don't have a choice," he said.

"Yes I do,"

"You are taking it," he said sternly, a little authority evident in his tone.

And it brought back that feeling he usually causes in between my legs.

Nah uh.

I am done fooling myself because of him.

I scoffed. "What? You want to shovel it deep down my fucking throat?!" I almost yelled, causing a tiny sting in my head.

I winced, touching my head.

"Stubborn people don't recover fast," he said, making me look at him.

His eyes are on me.

I scoffed internally.

"And about your question, I would do that if you gave me a reason to." He said, staring at me intensely.

I felt uneasy instantly, but I looked away, suppressing this stubborn effect he had on me.

Why the fuck is he here?

I sensed him move closer to me, making me look at him.

He is leaning closer to me.

My heart raced faster as he continued leaning.

Wha.....what is he doing?

My entire body felt weird as he reached for my face.

Oh God.

He maintained eye contact while I awaited his touch, but he reached for my nightstand instead.

Grabbed the glass of water and meds before moving away from me.

I let out a little breath.

To be honest, I felt disappointed.

Was leaning that close necessary?

What is with this man?

"Here," he said, handing over the meds in a tiny case to me.

I looked away, ignoring him.

"Take it," he ordered.

That took me over the edge.

Come on, Evelyn. Don't give in to him.

"I said I didn't want it," I said without looking at him.

"I will shovel it down your throat if I have to," he said, adding to my easiness.

I looked at him.

He is looking at me.

"You won't dare," I said.

He raised his brows. "Do you want to try me?" he asked with all seriousness.

I was taken aback by that, staring.

"I guess you don't. Now, be a good girl and take your meds," he said, sending more tingles in between my legs.

Damn.

Focus, Evelyn.

Take the damn meds so he can leave already.

I took the meds from him a bit aggressively and put them in my mouth. I took the glass from him and gulped half of the water down with the meds.

He took the glass from me.

"Done. Happy now?" I asked.

He didn't respond but placed the glass on the nightstand.

"You know for someone who says I don't exist to him anymore, you have a good way of showing it by showing up whenever I am in need."

He stared at me.

"You said awful things to me that night. Then humiliated me the next morning in front of your hateful family and kicked me out. That's the worst thing you have ever done to me, and now you are here, making sure I am okay? Forcing me to take meds?!"

"Stop raising your voice. It will affect your recovery," he said calmly, making me scoff.

"Fuck you, Adrian!" I snapped angrily.

He gave me a one-sided smirk.

I furrowed my brows in confusion.

"I missed that,"

What?

"I miss fucking you," he said calmly, adding to the pressure in between my legs.

Wait .....am I hearing things?

Or did he just say that?

"It is taking me a lot not to rip off your dress," he said, making me raise my brows as his eyes fell on my body.

"spread your legs and have my way," he said, returning to my eyes.

Oh God.

Wait, what?

"But I don't fuck sick people," he added.

I am not sick.

Wait, no, focus, damn it!

"You and I are done, sir. You said that to yourself, remember?"

He didn't respond.

"You have a beautiful and sexy wife at home. What are you doing here with me? Go back to her," I said, glaring at him.

Do I really want him to go?

Yes I do.

I fucking do.

He stared at me.

I looked away, feeling more uneasy by his stares.

My heart is racing and fluttering because of his presence.

I could do this all day.

He just said he wanted to fuck me.

God, why does that......

No, no, Evelyn. None of that.

Focus please!

Make him leave.

He doesn't deserve you!

"I said all that to you for a reason, Eve," he said.

I scoffed internally without looking at him.

"And I also had to make you leave in front of my family for a reason too. You will get hurt if we continue doing this."

I looked at him.

He stared at me.

"I am not a weak girl. I can defend myself," I said.

"This is beyond your stubbornness, Eve."

I furrowed my brows.

"It is something serious and very dangerous for you," he said.

I stared at him. "How dangerous?"

He stared at me for a while.

"You could get killed," he said.

My heart dropped a bit as I stared at him.

"We have to be apart to keep you safe," he said.

I lowered my gaze.

"But the problem is.........I don't want to be apart."

I froze momentarily and looked at him.

He is looking at me.

"Not anymore,"

My heart raced again.

"The past days without you have been torture."

God, is he really saying this?

"I couldn't stop thinking about you since that night."

Oh gosh.

"I still can't explain how I was able to say those things to you and still sent you away the next morning. Trust me, it wasn't easy," he said.

I stared at him.

"But I had to do it. Your safety is literally a priority to me."

My heart melted as I stared at him.

He stared at me.

"So......you are saying you didn't mean all you said to me?" I asked.

He didn't respond but held my hand slowly, sending pleasant shivers down my spine as I stared at his hand holding mine.

I looked at him.

He is looking at my hand, caressing my knuckles with his thumb.

"I am saying......you make me feel some type of way."

Oh my God.

"And it didn't start now. But on that night you step foot into my mansion."

What?

"You were like a new dawn to me,"

My heart melted.

"A new dawn I couldn't understand at first. But it is clear to me now and all I want to do is protect it."

God, he is really saying these things.

"And to protect it, I have to stay away from it," he added.

No. No, don't please.

God, I am doing it again.

But he is actually pouring his heart into me right now.

My heart is fluttering nonstop.

"I apologize if I went too far," he said.

You did.

You went too far with all you said to me.

But I can reconsider.

His phone beeped, making him release my hand as he took out his phone from his pocket.

I watched as he stared at his phone.

Who could that be?

Candela?

Joy killer.

He put back his phone and looked at me.

"Was that.... Candela?" I asked.

"Mario," he said.

"Oh," I said, lowering my gaze.

"I have to go," he said.

I looked at him as disappointment washed me.

He stared at me.

I don't want you to go.

"Promise me you will take your medication tomorrow after breakfast," he said.

I will if you spend the night.

He raised his brows.

"I promise,"

He stared at me for a while before getting on his feet and headed for the door.

I can't.

I can't let him leave.

"Stay," I said, stopping him in his track.

"Please," I added.

He looked at me.

"I missed you too," I said.

He kept staring at me.

"So much," I added.

Crucify me all you want. I don't care.

I really love this man.

And he just poured his heart to me.

I can't let him leave like that.

Even in my anger, I didn't mean it when I asked him to leave.

He walked back to me, making my heart flutter. I watched as he walked towards the other side and got on the bed with me.

I made an attempt to move closer to him, but I was held back by the drip connected to my hand.

Geez.

I forgot about that.

I looked at it. The drip still has some amount left.

Cock blocker.

Adrian moved closer to me, making me look at him.

"Lay on your side," he said.

I moved and laid on my side.

He wrapped his hand around me from behind, holding me closer as I felt his nose on my hair.

I couldn't help but smile as my heart fluttered more. His strong but warm hand on me gives my entire body some insane tingles.

Especially in between my legs.

God, I want him to fuck me.

Oh Gosh.

Cool it, horny bitch. You are sick, remember?

"You smell like meds," he said to my ear, making me close my eyes as I felt his lips move on my ear.

He trailed his lips from my ear down to my neck.

This time, I felt electrifying shivers all over my spine.

He placed wet kisses on my neck and sucked a bit.

Fuck.

I didn't know when I turned my head to him and i locked eyes with those gorgeous......

Mesmerizing.

Enticing and above all, wicked gray eyes.

My heart can't flutter more than it is already doing now.

His eyes fell on my lips as always, and then back to my eyes.

The sexual tension between us is insane.

But my heart is racing.

Racing as always.

He looked between my eyes and my lips.

Kiss me already.

You won't fall sick.

I promise.

Slowly, he leaned in and claimed my lips.

Yes!

Thank you universe!

His hand moved up to cheek as we moved our lips tenderly on each other. I placed my hand on his, taking the pleasant kiss with joy.

This feels....... beautiful.

I love it.

It became passionate.

Enticing.

Sweet.

Fuck, the sweetness of his lips.

I love everything about it.

I love everything about this man.

I love you, Don Morelli.

NEXT DAY.....

I opened my eyes to the rays of the sun hitting my face through the windows.

I closed my eyes, moving my hands on the bed.

I found an empty space, making me open my eyes.

I sat up, looking around the room.

I couldn't find anyone.

"Adrian?"

I got no answer.

My heart clenched at the thought of him leaving after I fell asleep.

I heaved a sigh as I looked towards the nightstand.

I saw a covered glass of water and meds.

I also sighted a note, making me furrow my brows.

A note?

A pleasant feeling built up inside me as I reached for the note.