Chapter 9

I felt a pair of strong hands hold my hand.

"Jesus! I woke him up." I whispered to myself as I was scared.

"Don't leave me l, Lilith. Please!" He begged as he shut his eyes again.

I was moved. I pitied him a lot. He could pass off as a great husband but he's a no for me. All I'd do is help him recover just because I look a lot like his ex-girlfriend Lilith. Anything apart from that, I'm out.

I sat beside the bed as I held his hand. I waited for him to be deep into his sleep before I tried to snake my hand out of his grip but he woke up immediately.

"I'm sorry. I'm just tired." I said and before I knew it, he pulled me towards him and he was now cuddling me.

"I need to go do something," I whispered as I inhaled his nice sweet scent.

"Let it wait." His husky voice made me shiver.

He held me so tightly that I could feel his heartbeat. I accepted my fate as I knew I couldn't fight him and slept off.

I was woken up by kisses on my cheeks.

"Good morning my love, I'm ready." He smiled showing his incisors.

I rubbed my eyes and opened them. He was already clad in a blue suit.

"How can you think of work?" I asked as I stared at his hand. The bandage was still there.

"I'm fine my love. I have to go now. The driver will come pick you up at 2 pm." He said and stood up.

I followed him as he walked out of the room.

"What are you saying? Pick me for what? Have you eaten? You still have some drugs to take this morning." I yelled.

"Which question do you want me to answer first my love?" He smiled again and I shook my head.

"I'm not in the mood for this Xavier Presley. Have you eaten?" I asked and he nodded negatively.

"Why would your driver come to pick me up by 2 pm?" I asked and he shrugged.

I grabbed his hand and took him to the dining room.

"I'll go make something. Don't move." I ordered.

"Yes ma'am." He grinned from ear to ear.

I went to the kitchen, I met an electric kettle and the water was already boiling. I used the water to make him a tea. I placed the cup in a tray and two slices of bread and a jam in the tray. I took it to the dining and handed it over to him.

"Could have asked me to help or the maids. These hands aren't for work." He warned as he dropped the phone.

"It's fine. Let me go get your drugs." I said and used it as an opportunity to run away.

I didn't even know if he had just been caring or if it was his obsessive disorder working.

I grabbed the drugs the doctor had given me and rushed downstairs.

"I'm done, love." He said. I handed the drugs over to him and he took them.

"I'll get going now. Take care." He winked and kissed my cheeks before I could even back off.

I went to my room to take my bath. I was still in my towel trying to dry my skin when Marco and his mother barged into my room. When I say barged I mean they almost removed the door from its hinges.

"Good morning ma. Good morning Marco." I greeted and they both sneered.

I adjusted my towel as Marco had his eyes fixed on my chest area.

"How dare you? How dare you Avery? You need to know there are boundaries in this house." She yelled and I raised my brow. I was confused. What is the problem this time?

"You mean Lilith mom. It's obvious she isn't with us anymore." Marco yelled.

"The maids informed me you used the water and I asked them to boil." She screamed.

"Oh! I'm so sorry ma. I didn't know it was yours. I'll go boil another one." I walked towards the door and she grabbed my arm.

She slapped me across the face and the ring she was wearing made a small cut on my face.

"Who asked for your opinion? Did I permit you to talk? I know how you came into this house and I can as well throw you out." She glared.

"I don't know the kind of plans you have but you and your fake parents and this pity game you're trying to play won't work Lilith Meyer," Marco spoke.

I rubbed my face as I tried to keep myself from crying.

"I'm not Lilith Meyers and I'm sorry for using your water. I'll boil it back." I apologized and she scoffed.

"I just came here to warn you. Don't touch any of my things. Keep yourself and your crazy husband away from me and my son." She pointed her index finger at me as she warned.

She and her son left my room. I walked to the mirror and stared at my face. My spotless face was now oozing with blood. I grabbed the first aid box and cleaned the wound. I placed a small plaster to cover it up. I feigned a smile. I wore a pair of blue bell bottoms trousers and a white crop top accompanied with white sneakers.

I should hate my parents for this. I should despise a lot but I can't. This is all their fault. This is what you get when you have a father who loves power and authority and a mother who dares not speak against her husband.

I'm stuck here with a crazy man. I can't work, I can't pursue my career nor can I further my education.

I sat in the room, scared of going downstairs. I didn't want to step on my mother-in-law's toes. I've seen enough drama for today.

I stepped out of my room hoping a maid would pass but I didn't see anyone. I tiptoed down the stairs and peeped, I saw my mother-in-law walking into the kitchen and I ran back to my room

"I'm so hungry," I said to myself as my stomach grumbled.

I heard a soft knock on my door and I ran out. I opened the door and it was Xavier's driver.

"Is it two already?"

"Sir Presley asked me to come pick you up." He bowed and I followed him.

This is my chance to eat!