Chapter 28

Tobias had just received a phone call and was satisfied. He looked at the people in his office, giving orders - find the best opportunity and execute the plan. Everyone nodded in agreement and left the room. Tobias went to the table where his drink was served, say in his chair with a smile on his lips, and spoke to himself.

" I bet they will be so surprised when they return. Wait for me, Hendrik. "

Back in Colombia, Freya was in the room waiting for Hendrik. Several hours had passed, and he still hadn't shown up. Freya was nervous and apprehensive, even though she, who was accustomed to drinking, had a shot.

Alan was with her, watching Freya walk back and forth. "Can you sit down for a second? "I'm getting dizzy here, I don't know why you're so nervous. It's not like your mafia boyfriend is out there murdering someone for looking at you wrong... oh, wait." Freya looked at him, rolling her eyes, and before answering, Alan's cell phone began to ring.

Alan looked at the screen and then at Freya, got up, and went to the balcony to answer. Freya observed Freya's reactions but couldn't hear the words of the conversation.

After a while, Alan came back and said,  " I need to leave,  don't  worry, he's already coming back." Alan paused and sighed before continuing,  " He found out more than he thought with the man's interrogation, so good luck. And doctor,  I  think you know exactly  how to calm him down."

Alan winked and left Freya standing in the room with her mouth open, staring at the door," Huh?" Are you really going to say that and leave? I have no idea how to calm him down, and what did he find out.?"

Freya ran her hand over her face, upon realising that she was questioning herself, " I'm going crazy,"  she went to the mini fridge and grabbed a water to drink, while drinking the water leaning against the door and looking out at the sea,  she heard the noise of the front door.

Freya  felt a chill in her stomach and turned around,  Hendrik  entered and didn't look in her direction. He was wearing  a jacket that he wasn't  wearing before.  Hendrik entered unbuttoning his jacket,  and when he took off his clothes,  they were all covered in blood. Freya dropped the water  bottle and went towards him. " it's not mine," he said those words as he headed towards the room.

Freya followed, and Hendrik took off his shirt, heading towards the bathroom.  Freya called out to him, and he stopped at the bathroom door, and without turning around, he said,  " Let me wash up first, okay." He entered and locked the door, Freya realized that he didn't want her to come in."

Now, she understood Alan's words. " Good luck, " she was very nervous and didn't know if it was because of what happened in the bathroom or because of what he found out. Freya sat on the bed, looking at the bathroom door, unsure of what she would do when Hendrik came out.

Hendrik spent a long time in the shower, Freya stood by the door that led to the balcony, looking outside and thinking about a thousand things. She heard the bathroom door opening and turned around. This time, Hendrik looked at her. He was only wearing a towel with wet hair, and it was an extraordinary sight.

Hendrik approached Freya, looking into her eyes, and Freya was leaning on the  glass door, Hendrik came closer and held his hands above Freya's head. " What exactly happened in that bathroom, Freya?"

" Well, he showed up and wouldn't allow me to leave, trapped me against the sink, and  tried to kiss me." Freya couldn't decipher Hendrik's gaze. " Did, he hold you like this? Or squeeze your waist like this?" Hendrik asked,  squeezing her waist. " Tried to kiss you like this? " Hendrik kissed her, but Freya didn't respond.

Freya didn't like Hendrik's behaviour, he never treated her like this, even if it was jealousy, she was not to blame for what that imbecile did, " Stop, what do you think you're doing?" Freya asked irritated.

For the fact that he was a mafia guy who killed people didn't mean he could treat her like this.  Hendrik stopped and looked at Freya, released her wrist and moved away from her. Hendrik turned around and went towards the living room, Freya stood there, unsure whether to follow Hendrik or not, he was visibly upset.

Freya heard the sound of something falling to the ground and rushed to see what it was. Hendrik had dropped some things  that were on the table and was now leaning on it. Freya thought about hugging him from behind, but remembered what he had asked before.

" Hendrik, what's going on? You're scaring me," Freya spoke to him so that he would realize she was getting closer. Freya gathered her courage and hugged him from  behind, feeling Hendrik's body relac as she embraced him.

" Can you tell me what happened?" Freya wanted him to talk to her, open up, and let her help.  Hendrik  turned around  ,and  his gaze seemed calmer now.  Hendrik hugged her without saying anything for a while, and Freya let him embrace her as long as it took to calm down.

" Please forgive me, I'm really  sorry. I shouldn't have done that to you. You didn't deserve that," Hendrik released her from his embrace and looked at her, and Freya noticed that his eyes seemed teary. " You definitely don't deserve someone like me by your side, Freya.  This side of me is everything I didn't want you to see. I didn't want to scare you or hurt you with my possessive behaviour."

Hendrik spoke and stepped away from her." Today,  I did what I swore I would never allow myself to do. I lost control in front of you ,and you must hate me now. I don't handle betrayals very well. Freya. "

" But I didn't betray you. Hendrik. I'm not to blame, " now ot was Freya's turn to approach him. Hendrik held her face. " I know  baby girl. The only one to blame is that bastard.  Bur I went crazy when I saw him grabbing you like  that, seeing him with his hands on you mate me want to rip his hands off. I had to hold myself back from doing something stupid right there in front of you."

Hendrik pulled her close and ran his hand over her face.  " You got to me too much, baby girl. I go crazy just imagining someone other than me touching you, kissing you, or eliciting your moans." Hendrik kissed her, and this time Freya reciprocated.