Vivian POV
The night passed with a haze of restless tossing. Sleep seemed to have fled from me, denying me of warmth in my memory and just like grains of sands, my mind flipped with questions.
For three years, the cold attitude, the sheer disgust Max had for me, yet I couldn’t bring myself to refuse to his charms last night I had slipped into sleep with those words ringing like a bell in my ears, the dripping venom that emanated from him the moment those words left his lips. Max could definitely stain his hands if truly another man comes even as close to a wooing me.
Fuck! Did my life now revolve around him?
I couldn’t fathom the scenario where Max would have to turn into a mad beast just to claim me, the me had rejected for Ruth and eager to divorce.
Truthfully speaking, I was confused at what suddenly changed in Max? There was something I didn’t know and he wasn’t telling and no matter how bitter it seemed, I wanted to know his intentions if possible.
I should be ashamed of myself right? But yes, I couldn’t deny the caring feelings that lingered inside me for him. I’ve loved him for so long that I am beginning to doubt right now if I could actually give up at this point.
A sizzling headache attacked me, throbbing immensely that I groaned. My hands slashed through an unfamiliar fabric of soft bed linens with the raw scent of his cologne waxing my nostrils and I quickly opened my eyes. Glancing at every crooks, I could make sight of the sparking white cottons, the white ceiling and also the iron door and glass window.
Where am I? I wondered as I swabbed my face to another side of the room, trying to stand up until I felt his right hand wrapped tightly around my waist. My attention immediately diverted to my down body and I saw his hands trapping me possessively like I would disappear if he didn’t do that, my gaze extended further to his face and I saw that his eyes was tightly shut close with only the hum of his gentle breath and only then I realized that for the first time, I had slept peacefully with Max on the bed.
At first, it seemed unreal, but after taking numerous glances and stares at our position, I confirmed that truly, I wasn’t hallucinating.
For the past three years, never had I shared a bed with Max, we were only bound to fulfill sexual urges to each other and then left, to either sleep in a totally different room or in the living room back at his mansion. That was how we lived together, more like two strangers living under the same roof but right now, staring closely at his handsome face made me feel a bit excited.
Shit! I snapped inwardly at myself for being vulnerable to my own feelings. Could I help it? The answer was a no! My gaze ran down his stark body, the lower region of his waist was covered with the duvet. But shamelessly, I had slept without putting on anything except for my underwear.
Well, Max had completely stopped me from putting on any clothes after he had tattooed me in the bathtub yesterday night, knowing that I was going to waste another one of his expensive clothes again.
After few moments of taking a close look at his perfectly defined face, gently, I reached for Max’s hands that wrapped around my waist and pushed it down, wanting to stand up and use the rest room but as soon as I tried to get up on my feet, I was immediately slammed back to the bed with his hand.
“What_ What are you doing Max, I need_ to use the restroom” I said through gritted, glaring faintly at him yet his eyes was still tightly shut.
Was he still asleep or awake, maybe perhaps pretending? I thought within myself, looking at how the rhythm of his breath rose and fell.
I tried getting up again but this time around, his grip grew tighter and he spoke out ” Don’t go yet” His voice came out thick yet faint. Not a request neither a command bit words that needed not be disobeyed.
“Max” I called but then there was no response making me panic.
Was he okay? This felt entirely strange. Slowly, I relaxed back to the bed seeing the unwillingness in him to release me anytime soon.
“Good girl” I heard him mutter behind me. Strangely, it felt good being in his arms for a while as I sucked in his smell.
“You’ll go see your Mom today Vivian” He suddenly whispered behind my back and I arched, turning to face him fully, our faces coming in contact with each other.
The way he switched at things these days felt utterly creep. One moment he would be angry and the next, he would act all domineering.
“Why do you change your mind? Thought you wanted an extension in my stay for me to see her” I couldn’t help but ask but his lips twisted with a smile and I creased my brows at him, how easily he could change his expression even as his eyes remained shut.
” I didn’t want you to think of me as a hypocrite anymore” He replied subtly and I blinked.
He took my words seriously yesterday indeed!
Silence stretched between us as I went completely speechless of the next words to say.
“Thank you” I muttered under my breath not loud enough for him to hear.
“Hmmm, that is a first” He replied, I wasn’t expecting him to hear it and my cheeks was instantly flushed with embarrassment.
“But Vivian_” He added and my heart raced.
Did he suddenly changed his mind or wants to give another condition again? Oh goodness gracious! Let it not be.
” What” I urged.
“You won’t be going alone, I’ll go with you” He answered curtly.
Ohhh, things was really beginning to take a turn. Only if I knew what was coming ahead of me.