Chapter 8 Don't get hurt
I froze when he made that statement. He had curved his body closer to mine and I felt so nervous. Just what if? His arms went around my waist and I couldn't think straight.
"Sleep Ariana, you've got a long day" he mutters pushing my body closer to his. That was difficult! How could I when he was shirtless, wearing every form of seduction
He jolted me close to his warm body, his pale face and piteous eyes staring at me. I was going breathless at how close he was to me.
"Rav..."
"It's the only way I can sleep Ariana, with you close to me" he cuts in and I torpidly exhaled. Does that mean he never sleeps alone? Could there be other women before me?
A sense of jealousy flushes through me and it was as though he noticed that. A dirty smile arch on his lips and it made me pull a frown. I shouldn't be concern about who he hangs out around with, however, he shouldn't forget his promise of making me watch my enemies beg at me feet.
Maybe, I misinterpreted it and I wasn't happy. I couldn't tell why. I avoided his gaze on me as neither of us shut our eyes. I felt warm in his arms and wished we could stay that way, intensively looking at each other.
For a moment, it seems as though he was communicating something to me but I couldn't understand. That gaze of his was affectionate.
"I still insist you should see the doctor" I requested trying not to groan in his arms. He hums burying my head on his chest and I inhaled softly, arching my elbows around there but unable to sleep yet.
Was I crazy? I couldn't trust this man as the thoughts that ran through my mind was perhaps, he wanted my body. Yet he was controlling himself. He looked tired and frustrated from the questions and suggestions I raised that he gave me no response further.
"Why are you helping me" I asked folding my lips and staring at his chest. I almost licked it down to his belly but I just didn't want to be a whore when I was yet to recover from a toxic relationship.
He blinks his eyes at me and inhales softly. His eyes scruntized me and my heart melted.
It were as though he was finding the right word to say, the position my face and his were felt as if were almost kissing.
"Because..." He pauses and then shut his eyes. For fear, I touched his body to feel his temperature and it was normal.
"Rav?" I called and he replied;
"Sleep Ariana, you've got a lot ahead of you"
Waking up with a splitting headache, my nose quivers from the aroma that hits it. It was a mixture of coffee and freshly baked bread. Spurring my eyes open, I didn't find him around me.
No I knew why I felt empty. Quickly, I flung the blanket off me to observe if perhaps there was a penetration but I was perfectly fine.
I exhaled softly, relieved that it was only cuddling that took place last night.
My eyes observed where he laid, there was no blood stain. Then his thought came my mind. Was he safe? My body felt weak as the previous day was a hectic one. I should check up on him.
Juddered by a lot of things, my eyes met a tray of coffee and sandwiches beside the table.
A letter was tagged with it. Hurriedly, I snatched the letter and the content in it made me blush.
"You're the only one for now, don't get hurt, always know you're special, if you need anything just scream my name and i will come to rescue you"
I scoffed unbelievably as the first line answered my question if he were cheating. Gosh, what lines did he come up with? It wasn't romantic and it made me laugh. Who screams one's name in this generation and he appears?
To be sincere, I knew I would have let him have me. When my conceal cunt rub against his, I felt his aroused dick. I wanted to see it but I didn't want to appear shameless or cheap to him. I have some dignity.
I couldn't believe I was blushing over his letter? Ivan was better at that than he was. Back in college, that was what woo me over to him. His ability to emotionally blackmail me and sing sweet words to me.
Nevertheless, he tried and I shouldn't get rid of the letter. I wish he was the one that made this breakfast but I doubt because he had maids to run his errand. I needed him right that moment but I wouldn't be selfish, he has to tend to his injury.
The thought of that made me feel bad. Just as he said, it was time to let go of my nightmares and embrace what the future has for me. The least I could do was learn from him.
He had better get well and do the needful just as we',ve agreed.
With a spirit-ful heart, I drew the tray closer to me and took a bite of the sandwich. It was tasty that I kicked my legs on the bed like a child. My eyes study the room as I smile broadly.
It was the first time I felt this excited and special. I could recall while at Ivan's house, I barely got to be served, rather it was always insultive words that I was welcomed with, every day of my life that it keeps getting unbearable.
All my thoughts were on the fact that he had gone to the hospital as we agreed.
I must be heartless to concentrate on what my stomach wants and not on rayven current state of health. He should be fine. He looked strong enough to survive the pain.
He was so weird but then my attention was drawn when I heard a gunshot. Goosebumps held me and I almost poured out the coffee in my mouth.
I lour at the door, my hands trembling as I denote what was going on. Fear gripped me and the blaring of the alarm jerked me up.
Something flail on my window making me go vibrate the more. The only thought that came in mind was ravyen. My hearing wasn't wrong. I was sure it were the sound of gunshot.
Shifting my gaze to the window, I heard it loud again. Steadily, I dropped the tray and rush to the window to take a peek, there he was holding a raffle and pointing it at someone.