Chapter 62 A Couple or something like that
LISA
I woke up feeling refreshed as I'd never felt before. For a minute after I woke up, I was disconnected and lost because I didn't understand where I was. The white walls and interiors didn't feel familiar at all and I was immediately discombobulated before I remembered that I had slept over in Axel's house and I had woken up in his bed.
I don't remember ever waking up in someone else's bed.
I smiled in contentment as I stretched on the bed and I expected my hand to meet the solid frame that was Axel's body but my hands met nothing. Sleep cleared from my eyes and I looked around the room to find him gone. I stood up and my first check was in the bathroom but he wasn't there. I quickly freshened up before going out of the bathroom and I went in search of him.
The smell of fresh toast and brewing coffee immediately assaulted my nose when I stepped out of the bathroom and I took a deep breath to inhale the scent deeply. I started to walk in the direction the aroma was coming from and when I got to the entrance of the kitchen, I stopped in my tracks as my mouth suddenly went dry at the sight that welcomed me into the kitchen.
Axel was in the kitchen, shirtless, his back muscles flexing with each movement that he was making, and the black pants that he was now wearing hanging low around his waist, gave me a glimpse of the nude boxers he was donning underneath. My mouth dried up even more as I took in the intricate details of his body and a hunger so ravenous swept through my body.
Geez. Shirtless Axel cooking in the kitchen was definitely my favorite sight from this moment onwards.
"If you're done ogling at me," he turned around swiftly to catch me in the act and I blushed.
God! I was definitely going to keep acting foolish around this man.
"If you're done ogling at me, will you come and take your seat..." he pointed to the kitchen island, "and have your breakfast."
"I'd rather have you," I said in a very seductive voice and I winked at him as I walked closer to plant a quick kiss on his lips. I started to pull away but he suddenly held me back by my waist and he deepened the kiss, his tongue stealing into my mouth as he kissed me senseless. I returned his energy as I rose on tiptoe to kiss him back and when we pulled back, we were both breathless.
"You little tease," he smiled.
"I was only greeting you and that's how I'm going to greet you from now on."
"I'm not complaining and I'm here for it anytime."
He planted a quick kiss on my lips again before steering me towards the kitchen island and he pulled out a stool for me to sit down on it.
"This feels surreal," I told him as he started to serve me fresh toasts and the brewed coffee, "who would have thought we'd one day become like this?"
"I've always known that it was just a matter of time before you fall hopelessly for me," he replied cockily and he flashed me a wink before taking his seat opposite me.
"Can your ego take a back seat because we obviously can't deal with it right now?"
"Too bad it's not ego if I'm spilling facts."
Geez. I only smiled in reply as I dived into the toasts and it was only after it was in my mouth that the reality of what I was doing dawned on me. I was sitting in Axel's kitchen, dressed in his clothes, and also eating the food he prepared. I mean, I just dived into eating without thinking much of it.
It could easily have been poisoned. Axel could have added anything to it. He could hold me, prisoner, in this house, he could...
But why wasn't I bothered by all of that? Why was it that I now trust him so much that it was almost scary?
Was it love? Does trust come hand in hand with love?
"What's wrong?" his voice which sounded genuinely concerned and curious jolted me out of my thoughts, "you're staring into space."
"Ohh," I shook my head as if that would shake the thoughts away, "nothing, I was just wondering how you know how to cook like this."
He chuckled, a boisterous and deep sound rolling off his mouth and it fueled me strangely.
"Toast is hardly ever a tangible food and if you're reacting like this to the toasts I made, then how will you react when I make you a proper meal?"
I swallowed the content in my mouth, "so you mean you can prepare better meals than this?"
"Of course, I can, what do you take me for? I always fix my meals most of the time."
Wow.
"Well, that's really unbelievable. Who would have thought that the formidable mafia don is also a don in the kitchen?"
"Well," he winked at me, "I told you that you're in for a lot of surprises with me."
Yeah, it was already looking like it and I couldn't wait to unravel more surprises with him.
It was barely a day after we became official and I was completely amused at how fast it was for the dynamics of our relationship to change. We spent all days indoors because it was the weekend and
The hours were flying by so fast and the day has been short of amazing.
We've been up doing nothing and everything and despite the euphoric feeling that Axel was able to bring out in me, I still couldn't help but worry about us, about what we were doing, and about what could possibly happen if we were caught.
Just like that fear propelled me to decide to put an end to our relationship in the first place, it was nagging at the back of my mind right now.
Angel was on my case and no matter how hard I tried to hide it, she was like a dog and I was sure she'd sniff out the dirty secret I was hiding.
The dirty secret that had turned into a much bigger one because we were now dating, we were now in love with each other.
"You seem distracted," Axel's voice interrupted my thoughts as his hand found my shoulder and he slowly started to knead them, "you've barely been paying attention to the TV. Is anything on your
mind, do you need me to distract you?"
Yeah, badly. I needed him to distract me by thrusting into me fast and hard and driving me completely crazy with pleasure but that wasn't the most paramount issue right now. The most paramount thing here was to address what we are doing and how and what we were going to do with our families.
"Yeah, I've been thinking about us."
"Good!" He was quick to reply, his hand pulling me closer to smuggle more against him, "that's all I want you to be thinking about."
"Come on," I chuckled despite myself and I playfully nudged him with my elbow, "can you be serious for once? It's just that I've been thinking about us... about our family and..."
"Shush Lisa, I thought we agreed we were not going to talk about them for a while."
"But we can't afford to do that," I replied quickly and I pulled away from him so I'll be able to see him, "we have to talk about this now, like right now. If our family should find out that we're involved with each other, it might spike blood bath, we both know how crazy our families are and Angel is already snooping around about me and you and it's just a matter of time before she finds something that is if she hasn't found anything considering the scene we made at the bar last night."
I told him in one breath and he exhaled loudly, "I actually have a plan about how we're going to get our families to have an alliance that will enable us to be together."
Uhhh? He wants our families to have an alliance? That seemed like the most impossible thing in this world but in a way, I knew it was also the most plausible thing to do. The most bankable way to get great warring mafia groups to settle and see eye to eye was through arranged marriages between their kids.
Again with the marriage talk. He's not talking about marriage right now, he's talking about just dating.
"But I have a very important mission to pull off in a month and I can't table our issue to my family right now which means you can't too until I successfully complete my mission."
I wanted to ask him what mission it was but that'd be very stupid of me. It was already a risky business getting involved like this and talking about our family's business when it's the one thing that's holding us apart is just not ideal.
"It's a very important mission, actually the most important mission of my life and I can't attempt to flop at it because it means a lot to me. I've dedicated so much time and energy to this and I just..."
he trailed off suddenly, probably realizing what I'd realized earlier, that it was a risky business doing this thing we were doing.
He reached out to pull me closer again so we were cuddling on the sofa again.
"It's just important and I must succeed at it. When I'm done, we'll be able to deal with our families then."
"And in the meanwhile, how do we keep this away from them?"
"Just like we've been keeping it away from them all these while," he patted my hair, "one month can be a very short period of time, just wait and see."
He was right and he was also wrong, just like one month can be a very short period of time, can also be a very long period of time depending on the events that happened during that one-month
frame.
And I could only hope that Axel was right and that one month would be short for us.
But I should have known better, people with souls as dark as ours hardly get what we hope for.