Chapter 142

Chapter 141

♥️EVE♥️

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

I stirred on the bed, feeling sore in between my legs as I stared at the familiar room.

I moved my hand on the bed, expecting to touch one perfect body.

But it was empty.

I heaved a sigh.

Where is this man?

Does he ever over sleep?

Smiling, I stretched and yawned, feeling delighted and deliciously sore.

My heart fluttered as I recalled the time we spent yesterday.

It was so good.

I want to do it again and again.

The entire weekend.

Forever, if that is possible.

I sat up and got out of bed. I walked towards the mirror, staring at myself in his white shirt that stopped on my thigh.

My hair is messy. It reminds me of how he gripped and ran his fingers through it.

I smiled, feeling my heart dancing.

Where is he?

I have to find him.

I need my morning kiss.

I took steps towards the door but stopped on my track.

I need to brush my teeth first. I can't kiss him with this morning breath, can I?

I walked towards the bathroom, entered and picked up a new brush. I brushed my teeth happily for some minutes, washed my face, peed before heading out of the bathroom.

I walked towards the mirror, fixed my hair randomly and applied spray before walking towards the nightstand, picked up my phone and headed out of the room.

I walked along the hallway before getting to the stairs.

I perceived a sweet aroma.

Oh Gosh.

He is cooking again!

I hurried down the stairs but reduced my steps the minute I got to the lower floor.

I need to be composed.

Comport yourself, Evelyn.

He is actually cooking for you.

I walked into the kitchen and there he was, in his black tank top and gray sweatpants, doing his magic close to the gas.

The aroma makes my taste buds crave.

I cleared my throat, claiming his attention.

"Hey," he said.

"Hey," I said, my cheeks heating up as I walked closer to him.

I stared at the sumptuous meal as he stirred it with a spoon.

"Smells nice," I said

"As it should," he said, making me smile.

He stopped stirring and moved to me.

My heart raced as I leaned on the counter while he towered me.

He placed his hands on both my sides, trapping me as his wicked eyes rested on me.

God, he is so gorgeous.

So irresistible.

Fuck.

I can't get enough.

My sore pussy is throbbing regardless.

My lips parted, attracting his eyes.

He leaned down closer, making me close my eyes as I awaited his sweet lips.

But I didn't get anything as I sensed him leaning down further. I opened my eyes and I saw him reaching for the cupboard underneath the counter.

I let out a breath, smiling as he took out some from the cupboard close to my leg.

Seriously, now?

He stood up straight, looking at me with a tiny smirk before moving back to the meal.

"That was mean," I said.

"Was it?" He asked without looking at me.

"Yes, sir" I said in a teasing way.

He looked at me.

I smiled, biting my lips right afterward.

"Take a seat," he said.

I looked at the high stools close to the island.

I moved towards one of them and sat on it as I placed my phone on the island.

I watched as he moved, dished out our meal and switched off the cooking gas.

He walked towards me and placed my meal in front of me. It was a very spicy pasta and chicken sauce.

"Thank you," I said as he sat on the stool next to me and placed his meal in front of him.

I picked up a fork from the ones located on the island. He did the same, and we took a spoonful of our meal.

I moaned at the glorious taste, making him look at me.

"This is so good," I said, chewing my meal.

He stared at me and I picked another spoonful.

I couldn't help but moan again.

The taste is incredible.

Why isn't he chef?

He will make a lot of money with this.

I ate another one, moaning again and gave him a sign with my fingers, telling me he did a great job.

I moved my fork on my meal again.

"Why are you moaning the same way you do when I fuck you?" he asked.

I froze, feeling my cheeks heat up again as I looked at him.

"It is just a meal, not my dick," he teased.

I blushed hard, lowering my gaze.

He chuckled a bit.

God, I love it when he chuckles.

"The meal is delicious. I can't help it," I said.

"I am glad you like it," he said, making me look at him.

He is eating his meal.

I couldn't help but smile.

"What about you, can you cook?" he asked.

Oh geez.

I lowered my gaze.

I sensed him looking at me.

I moved my eyes nervously.

"You can't cook, can you?" he asked.

I looked at him.

He is looking at me.

"I uh....I can cook some. Ish." I said.

"Tell me which meal you can cook," he asked.

I shrugged. "Noodles,"

He raised his brows.

"Water?" I said.

He scoffed.

I chuckled. "What? Many people can't make them."

"Very funny," he said, eating his meal.

"Perhaps you could teach me," I said.

He looked at me.

"I am willing to learn, sir," I teased, winking at him.

He smirked slightly.

"I don't have that luxury, little girl," he said, facing his meal.

My shoulders fell.

"Uh come on," I whined.

He looked at me.

"I want to make good meals like this," I said.

"Are you sure you are willing to learn?" he asked.

I nodded.

"One mistake will earn you double spanks," he said, making my pussy react.

He raised his brows.

I cleared my throat, feeling turned on.

"What about if I do things correctly?" I asked.

He kept staring at me.

"What will I earn?" I asked.

His eyes fell on my exposed thighs.

I love the way he stares.

It is so sexy.

I am really turned on right now.

He moved his eyes back towards me.

"A lot of goodies," he said, looking at his meal.

"List them," I said, making him look at him.

I smiled, attracting his eyes to my lips.

My phone rang, attracting my attention. I picked it up, and I looked at the dialer.

It was Enzo.

I flickered my eyes at Adrian.

His attention is on his meal.

I got a thought in my head, making me smile.

I took the call and placed it on my ear.

"Enzo, hey," I said, making Adrian look at me.

"Eve, how are you?" Enzo asked.

"I am good. You?" I asked, staring at Adrian.

His eyes are still on me.

"I am great. I called because.....you know it is the weekend. I was wondering if you would like to go out?" Enzo asked as Adrian returned his eyes to his meal.

I smiled. "You want us to go on a date?"

Adrian looked at me.

God, this is fun.

"Yeah. A date, yes. That was....that was what I wanted to say, but I don't know how you would take it," Enzo said nervously.

"It's okay. You know what, I will think about it and get back to you," I said, staring at Adrian with a smile.

He is staring at me blankly.

"Alright. I will be waiting," Enzo said.

"Okay," I said, hanging up before placing my phone on the island.

"Who is Enzo?" he asked, making my heart dance.

I looked at him.

I raised a brow.

"You said something?" I asked.

He didn't respond but stared at me, making me suppress my laughter.

Oh geez.

"Oh Enzo. Someone I met some time ago," I said, shrugging.

"And you want to go on a date with him," he said.

I shrugged. "I guess so,"

He raised his brows.

"I think you have to call your boys to take me back. I have an important date to go to," I said, looking away as I tried my best to maintain a serious face.

"Important date," he said.

I looked at him.

He is looking at me.

"Yeah, why?"

"Why would you go on a date when you are here with me?"

"What, are you jealous?" I asked.

He didn't respond but stared at me.

Fuck, he is jealous.

I raised my brows at him.

"What's his full name?" he asked.

I furrowed my brows.

"Why do you want to know that?"

"Since he wants to steal you away, he has to pay for it."

"Wait, what?" I asked. I was taken aback by that and at the same time felt my heart fluttering.

"Tell me," he said.

"No need for that. I was just joking. I am not going anywhere," I said, chuckling.

He stared at me.

"Tell me why would I leave this...." I gestured at him. "For anyone else out there?"

He kept staring at him.

I got on my feet and walked closer to him.

He leaned closer to him and kissed his lips. I tasted the meal in his mouth, but I didn't care.

I love everything.

I am taking everything.

I kept kissing him, running my fingers through his hair till I pulled off his lips.

I looked at him.

His eyes are on me.

"I belong to Don Adrian Morelli," I said.

He kept staring at me.

"And Don Adrian Morelli is mine," I added, caressing his cheek with my thumb as I admired his perfectly sculptured face.

LIVING ROOM.......

I played with hair as I stared at Adrian while he typed his phone.

We are both seated on the same sofa where we made love. He is seated properly, but I am facing him and my two legs are in his lap.

I smiled as I stared at him.

We were still dressed in what we woke up in and decided to relax after breakfast.

But it feels like I am still hungry.

Not for a meal.

But for him.

I am still turned on.

Hell, I am always turned on around him.

"We just ate, little girl." He spoke up without looking at me.

Like he heard my thoughts.

Or am I wrong?

"What?"

He looked at me.

I stared at him.

"Stop gawking at me like I am a meal," he said.

"I am not," I lied.

He raised his brows.

I blushed.

Damn, he heard my thoughts.

He returned his gaze to his phone.

Something came to my mind.

"I wanted to ask though, how come you are always there whenever I need help?" I asked.

He looked at me.

"You are always there to rescue me. Even when we stopped seeing each other, you still managed to save me from the club and bring me home. How did you know I was there?" I asked.

He stared at me for a while.

He is not an angel or something, is he?

"I placed a tracker on your phone," I said.

I froze.

He stared at me.

"Wait, what?"

"That first time I made you leave the mansion."

I stared at him.

"One of my men fixed it on your phone."

Seriously?

"I get notifications about your whereabouts all the time."

I scoffed. "Wow. That's a crime, you know. A very serious one at that."

"Call it whatever you want. You are safe. That's all that matters."

My heart melted as I stared at him.

He returned his gaze to his phone.

Okay, enough with the phone already.

I reached for his phone and took it from him, making him look at me as I placed his phone aside.

I moved and got on his lap, straddling him.

His eyes rested on me.

"What are you up to, little girl?"

I smirked.