CHAPTER 9

Kapittel 9

"M...Mr. de Vries?" she tried to grab his attention and touched his shaking hand. He looked at her with bewildered eyes, she brushed her eyes down to his throat and saw his Adam's apple go down then back up again.

"Yes?" he asked her sternly, surprising her. She jolted and looked at him back in the eyes.

"Are you all right?" she asked with full concern.

"Yeah. I am." Hades looked away. She looked down and saw that she was covering his large hand, she tried to pull her hand away but before she could do that, he wrapped his strong fingers around her small hand, caging it. She looked at him to protest but she realized that he was leaning toward her closely. She sat frozen on her spot, afraid of their incalculable proximity.

"Don't worry, Allison. I won't do the same thing he did to you," he stated soothingly and leaned his face closer that she could feel his breath fanning over her ear.

"Wha..." she swerved to face him but she did a wrong move. Her eyes widened in bewilderment, realizing the distance between them was only inches away and their lips were already almost touching.

"Mist..."

"I won't do the same thing he did to you, love. I'll keep you with me, forever..." he said with conviction and he leaned closer until their lips touched.

Allison immediately acted on pulling away but Hades was quick, he wrapped his arms around her waist and began coaxing her to kiss back with his tongue. His kisses were soft and sensual that she couldn't help but give in and kiss him back. It felt like a dream but she hoped it wasn't, she wanted it to be real. He bit her lower lip and she felt a burning sensation deep within, making her want for more. She wrapped her arms in his nape and pulled him closer to deepen the kiss. She wanted him, and she can't control herself!

That was all she could remember. The next morning, she woke up dazed on an enormous bed, completely naked.

Last night was the best night of his life. Hades recalled what they had done that night, the night when they made love. He mused how Allison's kisses set his body on fire, her perfect body and smooth skin that he held gently, her luscious red lips that released moans that served as music to his ears, her French-tipped fingernails that dug into his skin and gave him energy as he pumped inside her. He never thought she was that tight.

He felt himself getting aroused once again at the thought. He looked down at his pajamas and noticed a large bump, representing how aroused he was. He shook his head and closed off the thought, that night was the best. He would take her once again when she ties the knot with him. Yeah, tie the knot, he thought with a leer etched on his lips. He would do anything for that to happen.

He turned the range off and placed the cooked food on a plate, he poured milk into a glass and placed it on a breakfast tray along with the plate filled with the scrumptious breakfast. 'I hope she'll like it,' he sighed dreamily at the thought before carrying the tray and ambled to his room where he kept his little kitten who was fast asleep.

Allison was completely perturbed as she stared at the whole room with bewilderment, millions of questions swirling inside her head. 'Why was I here? How did I come here? Who brought me here?' She stared at her conspicuously naked body, she moved a bit and yelped. It hurt between her legs; she was sore down there. She wrapped the huge white comforter around her vulnerable small body as she fumbled out of bed meticulously so she won't feel the pain get harsh. She turned around and saw her own reflection upon a full-body mirror. She gasped upon seeing her very own self and realized what's new, why her legs were sore.

The memories flashed her mind quickly yet vividly like it was some movie. Last night, she did the deed with Mr. de Vries. A tear fell from her cheek. First, Dane cheated on her. Second, she got miserable and almost lost her friends. And now, she slept with a man that she barely knew. She looked back at the bed to see proof that there was. A small amount of blood that was as small as a penny was on the white cover. It was clearly hers.

"Well done, Allison. You're a huge disappointment," she told herself in dismay with her hoarse voice as she wiped her tear-stained cheek. She couldn't believe that she'd let her emotions control her this far, how an impulse could lead you to the bed, naked.

She bit her lower lip, she didn't want to cry anymore. She's already sick of crying. She wasn't a cry baby when she was young but why was she crying like a 2-year-old now that she's grown up? She was a strong girl, but why did she feel so weak? How can she get through this? Only God knows.

She almost jumped in surprise when the door opened and threw up the last man she wants to see in her whole life. Hades Ezekiel Friso de Vries. He was wearing his pajama pants along with a tank top and was holding a tray of... breakfast?