Chapter 171

Chapter 171

Chapter 171

I am sorry

Alex’s POV

I grudgingly opened my eyes, unwilling to wake up because I didn't want to cut the feeling I was feeling right now. The warmth washed over me despite the closed binds of the curtains.

For the first time in so long, I had slept very well, with no nightmares or bad dreams of being tied to the table like a lab rat. For the first time, I enjoyed my sleep.

I blinked slowly, trying to regain my body's mobility, but discovered that I couldn't.

It took a moment for my brain to register what the problem was.

Andrian.

His arm was draped over my waist, and his legs were tangled with my leg.

I held my breath. Stopping myself from moving again so as not to wake him. Strangely, his rhythmic breathing calmed my racing heart, somehow ticking the base of my neck. He was close, too close, that there was barely any space between us. I could feel his semi hard length poking at my entrance.

I didn’t move.

I didn’t dare.

Because if I moved, if I broke the moment, reality might come crashing back down. The nightmares might return. The pain, the fear, my captor. The feeling of being trapped… it might all come back.

So I stayed still, my heart beating in synchronization with his steady breath. I was amazed at how just his mere presence brought me comfort.

How did this happen? How did he end up being the one thing that made me feel safe?

It didn’t make sense to me.

This was Andrian. My enemy. My rival. The same person I had spent months fighting, resenting, hating. The same person who had made my life miserable with his cruel words and manners.

Always making me feel small and insignificant like an ant. He had broken my heart…

And yet…

He had saved me.

Again and again.

From the nightmares. From myself. From the fear that threatened to drown me.

I winced at how much I was vulnerable to him.

My fingers curled slightly into the sheets in nervousness. I was suddenly feeling conscious of his length that was from semi hard, just a few minutes ago to full blown hard.

I wasn’t ready to face this yet.

But before I could dwell on whether I was ready or not, Andrian shifted behind me, his hold tightening slightly. I felt the moment he woke up, the way his breathing changed, the way his muscles tensed before slowly relaxing.

For a second, neither of us moved.

Then, his voice, thick with sleep, rumbled softly behind me.

“You’re awake.”

It wasn’t a question. It was a quiet statement, filled with something I couldn’t quite place. I shivered with the way his voice rumbled inside me. Almost making me moan out.

I hesitated before nodding.

He shifted again, and I felt his gaze boring a hole in my neck.

“Did you sleep well?”

Another pause.

I exhaled slowly. I knew what he was asking. He was asking if I had any nightmares again. But surprisingly, I didn't, and that was because he had slept with me. But I can't say that. Can't tell him that yet.

“Yes.” I answered simply.

It was the first time I had truly meant it.

Andrian didn’t say anything right away. I felt him watching me as if searching for something. Then, after a long moment, he exhaled, too.

“Good,” he murmured, his voice softer than I had ever heard it.

Something about the way he said it made my chest tighten. When I couldn’t take the tension anymore, I turned to look at him, and for a moment, i regret ever doing such.

His sharp intake of breath said it all. I was now facing him. And our cock just brushed against each other. I bite my teeth, suddenly not knowing what to do again.

I felt his hand lift my head, bringing my eye level to his.

His dark eyes held none of the coldness I saw the last time at the party. Or the calculative gaze he usually gives out. Instead, they were filled with warmth and something intense that made my stomach twist in a way i didn't understand.

we just stared at each other,

A part of me wanted to look away.

Another part of me couldn’t.

“Andrian…” My voice came out quieter than I expected.

His grip on me loosened slightly, as if giving me the choice to get up and run.

But I didn’t.

I didn’t understand it.

I didn’t know why my heart was racing like this.

Why did my skin feel hot?

Why I wasn’t afraid.

All I knew was that, at that moment, I didn’t want to run. Rather, I did what I had always wanted to do since.

I connected our lips together. Catching him by surprise, but he didn’t pull away, nor did I see any sign of disgust on his face.

I gained boldness, delving deeper into his mouth. After some time, when I was starting to get nervous, I broke the kiss. I'm looking down at the sheets.

“I am sorry”, I mumbled.

But he held my head again, bringing our eyes to meet each other.

“Why are you apologising?” he asked, still in his morning voice that sent shivers down my spine.

“For…from everything that happened. I know I shouldn't have written the note. I broke your trust, and then I left without any explanation. I am sorry for what I did in the club, I…”

Andrian placed a hand over my mouth, stopping my rambling.

“You should have nothing to be sorry for,” he said, causing me to look at him in confusion.

“Noo, I was the one that left, I wrote the note…”

“That is little to what I have done to you Alex. I have insulted you, I denied knowing you 5he first day of school just so that I wouldn't associate with you. I bullied you, and threw away what we had in the camp.” andrian paused, before continuing. “If for anything, I should be the one kneeling down to apologise, especially for saying all those hard words in the party. I was not supposed to say all those. And because of that you have to go through all this…”

His voice broke at the end. I widened my eyes in shock to see andrian, the almighty Adrian being emotional in front of me.

“It was my fault that you have to suffer, and go through trauma. I don't know if i can forgive myself for it, but i am asking for t
Your forgiveness Alex. I am sorry.”

I was speechless after his confession. My heart was filled with unspoken emotions and words. Tears streamed through my eyes, blinding my vision.

Seeing Andrian apologize had broken something in me. Feelings from three years ago were coming out in waves, almost drowning me.

“Alex, please say something…, why are you…”

“ Kiss me,” I said, shutting him up.

“What, are you sure…”

“Just shut up and kiss me” I said the second time., and without wasting time, andrian lips came crashing down on mine.

My head exploded with stars, as I allowed him to take control, I wanted him to know that I have forgiven him, not with words but with actions.

Even whether I was ready or not. I wouldn’t let some sick bastard determine what I would do with my life.

I wanted Andrian.

More than I needed air. And I made sure to convey it in the kiss.

I don't care about morning breath, I liked the way he tasted in my mouth. Raw, natural and ao Andrian. It was driving me crazy.

I deepened the kiss, gluing our body closer till there was no other space left between us.

I didn’t want to stop.

I needed more action, and I went to get it.

But his hand stopped me before I could reach his cock.

“Not now” he said with a husky voice.

“Why, I want it , and you do also…”

“Believe me, i want to fuck you on this bed right here and now, until you can no longer walk Alex” His words made my heart flutter.

“But not now, you have been inside for close to three weeks now, I have a lot to show you about this island. And you are yet to meet our host. Trust me, she is a sweet woman.”

After a while, I nodded hesitantly, pouting a little.

“Common , I promise you you won't regret it” he said, giving me a short, deep kiss before standing up to freshen up.

I stared at his back profile while smiling sheepishly, touching where he had just kissed me.

And for the first time in a long time, I let myself believe that maybe, just maybe… things will surely work out.