Chapter 155

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🖤ADRIAN🖤

My hand wrapped around her tiny waist, I threw a glare at the motherfucker, killing the stupid smile on his face as he looked at me.

"Fuck off," I snarled.

He raised his hands slowly in surrender.

"Five thousand euros, sir." The other sales person said to him. He didn't look at her but collected the perfume nervously and walked away like a scared bird.

Eve released herself from my hold, making me look at her.

"What was that for?" She snapped, scowling at me angrily.

I rested my eyes on her ever precious face, dying in anger at her fucking attitude towards me since that day at the hospital.

"Why did you do that?" she asked.

"Stop messing around, Eve." I almost snarled.

She scoffed. "Whatever I do is none of your fucking business!" She yelled, still scowling at me.

I could sense the salespersons staring at us, but I didn't give a damn.

This little girl has my full attention for life. I can't do anything about it, but she is also frustrating me right now.

"Your card, sir," the salesperson said to me.

I didn't respond but kept staring at Eve.

"I am done with this. I am not going anywhere with you," she said.

I averted my eyes from Eve and collected my card from the salesperson before wrapping my hand around Eve's wrist.

"Hey," she protested, struggling to get my grip off her.

I walked towards the door without letting go of her hand as two salespeople followed us behind with the things we bought.

Eve was relentless. She continued pushing my hand to get it off her wrist.

I still don't want to accept the fact that she is nothing compared to my strength.

I went on, making vain efforts. I kept walking, ignoring everything, but my grip on her arm was no letting go till we got to the fucking car.

We got to the car and I pressed the button on my keyholder as I walked towards the car boot.

I opened it and the salespeople placed the bags in it.

"Thanks for shopping with us," the salespeople said in unison before walking away, leaving me with Eve, who seemed to be exhausted from working herself out.

I let the boot close by itself as I took Eve towards the passenger seat. I reached and opened the door, releasing her wrist in the process, but I got a slap from her, catching me off guard.

I froze, staring elsewhere but at her.

I heard her heavy breathing as I slowly looked her way.

Her eyes twitched slightly, but she had that same angry look on her face as that night at Alfredo's party.

"Stop handling me like you own me. You don't fucking own me!" She yelled, breathing heavily.

My heart clenched like it did that night. Her perfect green eyes are glistering, and they have anger in them.

Those fucking green eyes that felt like green diamonds the first time she was this close to me.

They still look like green diamonds right now.

So fucking beautiful.

Everything about her is beautiful. I still can't understand what it is about her that drives me crazy.

That makes me want to do anything for her.

With the habit, I reduced my eyes to her lips.

Always fucking tempting!

She has got the most tempting lips I have ever seen.

The more reason it never ceases to attract my eyes.

I can remember the first time I claimed it. I was in a terrible state of pain. But she was looking at me with worry in her eyes.

It was intriguing how I placed the pain I was feeling aside and claimed her irresistible wicked lips.

"I am out of here," she said, turning to walk away, but I grabbed her arm and drew her back.

She whimpered as I pinned her to the backseat door.

She stared at me, nervous, little, hooked and powerless.

Her divine green eyes on me.

She has to hear this.

"Listen, Eve, you can hit me as much as you can but are not going anywhere," I said, placing my hands on her sides, trapping her.

Her face twitched.

"I don't know if you heard me before. You are stuck with me, little girl. I own you as much as you own me. You fucking have my attention for life. You are mine, Eve."

She kept staring at me.

"I am not letting you go. Not again. Not ever. Get that into your head for Pete's sake," I said, hoping it sinks.

"I don't want to be with you anymore, Adrian. Leave me the fuck alone." She said boldly, adding to my anger.

And pain in my heart.

"I can't trust you anymore. You slept with the last person I expected. You slept with your fucking sister-in-law and got her pregnant."

I lowered my gaze, recalling that stupid night.

Fucked up night.

"I didn't do that to hurt you, baby," I said, looking at her.

She scowled at me.

I stared at her, struggling with my aching heart to tell her the truth.

"I did it to protect you," I said.

She furrowed her brows. "How is fucking someone else a way of protecting me?"

I stared at her.

"Make it make sense, please."

"You are not going to understand," I said.

She scoffed. "You are an asshole, Adrian. I will never forgive you. I hate you."

My heart ached.

"You hear me? I hate you, Adrian Morelli." She repeated, staring dead at me.

I stared at her face, studying it.

But I don't need to study much because I can see the fucking truth.

"That's a lie," I said.

She furrowed her brows slightly but looked away.

"You once told me the opposite of that," I said.

She kept looking everywhere but at me.

"And I am saying this now, Eve,"

She kept looking away.

"I love you too," it rolled out of my lips, making her look at me slowly.

I held her gorgeous eyes.

"I love you, little girl."

Her lips parted slowly as she stared at me with disbelief dancing in her eyes.

"Ever since that night you walked into my home, I felt it. Even though I ignored it. I actually felt it. The way you looked at me. The way you looked. The dried tears on your face, dirt on your legs, nervousness dancing on your body. I can remember it like it happened an hour ago."

She kept staring at me.

"All of that installed one goal in my head. And that is to protect you. To keep you safe no matter what. Even if you were off limits thanks to my son's affection for you, my marriage and the fucking age gap, I still wanted to keep you safe. To do anything for you." I said, caressing her chin slightly, as I admired her tempting lips.

I returned to her eyes.

So comforting to look at.

"You came into my boring, burden-filled world and took away the heaviness on my shoulders. One look at you and I feel calm and relaxed," I said, caressing her cheek.

"I feel like I am in a different place," I added.

She lowered her gaze.

"God knows I tried to resist you. I tried all I could," I said, raising her face with my finger on her chin.

She locked eyes with me.

"I pushed you away many times. I said things I didn't mean. I said the opposite of what I actually felt. Even though I was fucking pissed about your intimacy with Mario, I said what I didn't mean. But you were smart enough to notice the mixed signals. That was on purpose, baby. I was in love with you the entire time. But I was protecting my son and marriage. Then I grew selfish."

She kept staring at me.

"So selfish that all I can think about is to be with you. To spend time with you. To make love to you, little girl, my little girl," I said, running my fingers up her cheek and caressing it tenderly.

"I meant it when I said I had a great time with you. I enjoy every bit of it. How divine you taste, how incredible you feel when I am deep inside you. How beautiful and melodious you sound when I make you moan. Oh Deus, little girl, I am so fucking in love with you." I said, void of care.

I wish I could literally show her how I feel.

These words don't feel enough.

"If you love me like you say, Adrian. Why is Dolores carrying your child too?" she asked.

I didn't respond but stared at her.

She shook her head, making a move to walk away, but I held her back.

"Let me go," she said calmly, looking away.

"I didn't know it would turn out like that. I have nothing to do with her, trust me," I said.

She scoffed. "Fuck off," she said, taking steps away from me.

"I had to do it, or you get killed," I said, stopping her in her track.

She looked at me.

I kept staring at her.

"What?"

"Yes, baby. Dolores has been lusting over me for a long time now. She found out about us and decided to take advantage," I said.

She kept staring at me.

"It was either I have sex with her or you die."

She scoffed, looking elsewhere in disbelief.

"I did have sex with her. I am really sorry it happened. But the baby is not mine," I said.

She looked at me.

"What?"

I nodded.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"We confirmed it yesterday after we decided to take a test. The baby is Alfredo's, not mine," I said, recalling the test I got from Alfredo.

She kept staring at me.

"You are the only one with my child."

THE SECOND MANSION........

Eve walked a gap away from me into the mansion as I followed behind with one of my hands in my pocket, as I stared at her little self.

Despite all I told her, she is still keeping a distance from me.

It is understandable.

She needs time.

I just hope she comes around soon.

And I hope very soon, because I don't know how much frustration I can take.

I just have to be patient with her. But it is taking me everything not to take her clothes off and take her on the couch like I did the last time we had those blissful moments.

"Welcome home, sir." My new staff member, Roberto, a middle-aged man dressed in his uniform, said as he approached with Eve's cat in his hands.

As expected, I heard a gasp from Eve.

"Lulu!" She squealed, moving her hands towards the cat in a way I find dramatic, and Roberto handed it to her.

If she is like this with cats, I wonder how it would be with babies.

"Oh my God, Lulu, I have missed you!" She squealed happily, hugging and kissing the tiny creature.

Roberto walked towards me and gave me a slight bow.

"Is everything ready?" I asked.

"Yes, sir," he said.

"Get the things from the car," I ordered, handing him my keys and he headed out.

I rested my gaze on Eve. She is still having her happy little reunion with her pet.

I hate pets.

Things with four legs don't sit well with me.

But seeing her smiling right now, it was exactly how I pictured she would look when I decided to bring all her things here.

"The room is ready for you," I said, claiming her attention.

"What room?" she asked.

I didn't respond but stared at her.

"Not your room, is it?" She asked.

"Eve....."

"I want the other room," she retorted.

I stared at her.

"I am not staying in the same room with you," she said.

My heart reacted negatively but I nodded.

"Fine. You can go to the room of your choice. You know the way, right?" I asked.

She averted her eyes from me and headed for the stairs while saying things to her pet.

I heaved a sigh, rubbing my temples. I took steps towards the sofa and sat on it in a relaxed way. My phone beeped, and I took it out of my pocket.

Going through my phone, I saw a text from Alfredo.

It says, "Hey, man. I still can't wrap my head over the fact that I am going to be a father. How do you do it?"

I moved my fingers on my phone and sent him a reply.

"Don't think about it too much. It is learned. You just do it."

He replied instantly: "Yeah, right. At least you are in a perfect spot. You have nothing but your little Evelyn to worry about. I am still dealing with Dolores' betrayal. How is Evelyn anyway?"

I typed on my phone and sent off the text.

"She still hates me."

"Well, just get slow with her. Soon she will come around. She really loves you. I saw that in her eyes."

I looked up from my phone as my heart reacted. Eve filled my mind as always.

The fact that she is here with me should be enough, but the cold shoulder and attitude make me so unsettled.

I got another text from Alfredo, claiming my attention.

It says, "Just give her time. She will forgive you."

I typed back. "I hope so."

I switched off my phone, got on my feet and headed towards the stairs. I headed to my room, tossed my phone aside and took off my shirt. I headed towards the bathroom and after some minutes, I was done with everything.

With my black sweatpants on, I headed out of my room. I walked along the hallway and towards the room Eve was in.

I grabbed the door knob and opened the door.

Walking in, I didn't see her but her cat and the shopping bags on the bed.

I heard the sound of the shower from the bathroom as I closed the door behind me.

I took steps towards the bathroom.