Davina’s Pov:-
I was shocked to see Arthur in my room, and tons of questions raised inside my head. I stared at him in shock,
He was the killer all along?
Jesus Christ!
“Sh!” He said while glancing back at the door,
I stared at him in confusion, He slowly removed his hand from my mouth and glanced at the door. He grabbed my hand and pulled me up, “Come with me,” he said, I stood up and he dragged me towards the walk-in closet.
As we stepped inside my walk-in closet, he closed the door and strolled towards me with a frown on his face. I was utterly confused and stood there staring at him in confusion.
“What the hell were you thinking? What was that?” He asked in a lower voice,
“What?” I asked,
He took a deep breath and glanced at me, “You said… you know who killed Olivia earlier… at the dining table!” He said staring at my face,
“If you really know who did that you should have informed the cops!” he said, “You should have kept quiet… What is the reason behind that… stunt you pulled, Do you know how dangerous it is,” He said with concern evident in his eyes.
Hearing his words, relief washed over me.
Thank god!
Idiot, how can you think he did that! How dumb of you Davina. My subconscious yelled inside my head.
“The killer could hurt you…” He said while placing his palm over my cheek and caressing it,
“That was the plan,” I said staring at his face,
“What?” he asked in confusion,
“I wanted to catch the killer red-handed… that’s why I said I know who killed her at the dining table,” I said,
“But…” I cut him off,
“I know it’s dangerous… but, I asked Coop to install cameras everywhere in the room, don’t worry,” I said,
“There’s nothing to worry about,” I said while smiling at him,
“How can I not worry when you keep putting yourself in danger,” He said while staring down at me, he let out a sigh,
“This is dangerous, you shouldn’t have done that!”
I shrugged while smiling at him, “Someone has to take the risk,” I said,
“Why does it have to be you… All the time!” he said, “Don’t you think, you’re taking huge responsibility on your fragile shoulders,”
“Arthur, I’m doing this for us…” I said while holding his hand and smiling at him.
“I will stay with you,” He said taking my hand in his,
“What? No… You can’t stay,” I said,
He gave me a look that shut me up immediately,
“If you’re doing this for us then I will not leave you alone… we will do it together… I’m not leaving you alone,” he said and dragged me out of the walk-in closet and towards my bed.
He gestured for me to get on the bed and I sighed while I climbed onto the bed and slipped into April’s blanket; Arthur laid beside me. We hid under the blanket and laid beside each other. He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me closer to his chest.
His hot breath was hitting my back of the neck, “This feels good,” He murmured against my skin while pulling me closer to his chest.
“You smell so good,” he murmured against my hair,
“So soft,” He commented,
“Thanks,” I replied with a sly smile on my lips,
“Why do I always compliment you and you never did to me?” he asked,
“I have so many things which can get compliments for… yet you never did!” he whispered,
I glanced at him and quickly turned back; I don’t know what to tell him since he was right. When did I compliment him? A question popped inside my head, I tried to remember but nothing came to my mind.
“Compliment me,” He said while kissing my neck,
I closed my eyes and tried to control myself as he placed wet kisses on my neck. I don’t think I should compliment him since everything he does to me makes me feel so good. My body craves for more and more, by just one touch he arose a desire for more in my body.
No matter how many compliments I give to him, it’s not enough. He has magic in his hands, it’s impossible to control my desires as he touches me. I’ve got addicted to his touch and I wonder what will I do when I leave him? How will I survive? I had tons of questions for which I have no answers.
The thing we share is different and has no name. Are we lovers or more than that? There’s no answer for it. The feelings I have and feel for him are confusing. I loved Allen but I never felt this kind of thing with him, Why?
Why didn’t I feel this with Allen and Why do I feel it with Arthur?
What is this feeling? Why do I feel so good in his arms? Why is it so good when he touches me?
Am I in love with him? this question made my eyes wide in surprise,
Do I… love him?
Jesus, What’s wrong with you Davina… You’re not in love… Absolutely Not… How can you fall in love with him, no, you are not in love?
All of a sudden, the sound of someone’s pained groan hit my ears. I gasped and turned back to see Arthur grabbing someone’s hand. I glanced at Arthur’s face and saw an aggressive expression on his face. I’ve never seen it before and it scared me.
I gulped hard and glanced at the hand he was gripping and noticed a gun in that hand. I quickly moved back in panic, Arthur stood up and bent that man’s hand and gave a hard punch on his jaw.
He let out a groan in pain, the gun from his hand fell down as he moved his hand towards his jaw. I quickly got down from the bed and rushed towards the gun. He tried to get me but Arthur caught his arm and shoved him to the wall.
That man groaned in pain as his back hit the wall roughly, I quickly took the gun; I glanced back and saw Arthur giving a hard punch on his face. I hurriedly lifted April up and stared at them in terror. The door of my bedroom burst open and Coop rushed with bodyguards and police officers.
“What happened?” April murmured in deep sleep.
I stocked her hair and placed her head on my shoulder, “Nothing,” I replied and tried to put her back to sleep.
Arthur kept punching him and kicking him and that man cried out in pain, “Mr. Spencer,” Coop kept trying to stop Arthur but he couldn’t. Arthur grabbed the collar of the man and threw him over to the cops. I quickly turned back and switched on the lights.
Cops caught him and put handcuffs on his hands, I gasped as my eyes landed on the culprit. I couldn’t believe what I’m seeing; I was suspicious of him but I never thought he would kill her and behave as if he did nothing.
“What is happening here?” Came Nadia’s voice, I turned and saw Nadia, Emily, and Andrew walking inside my room. A gasp left out of Emily when she saw her husband in handcuffs.
“Samuel?” She gasped.
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