I came into the mansion and entered his bedroom.
I only want to just hug him so tightly. I want to embrace him and cry my heart out.
I used to hate him when he vowed revenge on me and treated me like shit when I came into this mansion to live with him, but now the only thing I want is him and only him because
I fell in love with him.
He was sitting on the couch, with a laptop over his lap. He was in a maroon sweatshirt and dark blue sweatpants.
"Adrian," I murmured, hugging him right away.
His body becomes stiff when our skin comes in contact with each other.
But, he wrapped his arms around me. After some seconds, I rested my head over his chest while sitting on his lap.
I don't know what feelings he has for me, but I know this, definitely that
I feel so safe and secure around him, as if it's the safest place for my broken soul.
Whenever he was around me, I felt like my broken, lonely soul was getting healed with new emotions, like I'd found my home.
"Are you alright? Is something wrong?" he asked while tucking strands of my hair behind my ear.
I shook my head and hugged him so tight. "Can I ask something from you, please?" I tightened my arms around him.
"Of course,"
"Can I hug you and sleep, please?" I wined
He stared into my eyes and nodded. We came towards bed, and I felt his arms around me first. While he made my head rest over his chest, I inhaled his manly cologne, making my instincts so light, a smile crept over my face.
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Last night was the best night of my life, so I approached the bathroom and leaned against the wall.
It was the first time I hugged my husband and slept in his arms, and I remember how he held me while I slept and how safe I felt around him.
I don't know what relationship, what feelings he has for me, but I know that feeling was not hatred anymore.
I mean, now I can see warmth and softness in his eyes towards me, as he understands me more than I understand myself, and I'm in love with this feeling. It's the best feeling in the world.
You don't even know, Adrian, what you are doing to my little heart.
I kept my hand over the left side of my chest and looked down, giggling.
I quickly took a shower and changed into a simple white shirt with pyjama sweatpants and pulled my long black hair into a single braid,
I walked into the gym.
Yes, Adrian's beautiful mansion has an amazing gym. I've never been to the gym before because I've never had any money as my aunt doesn't even let me go to school properly. She always makes me miss my classes by keeping me busy with homemaking things, me cleaning their house, making dinner for them, and even though they have a washing machine, she makes me wash their clothes and bedsheets, curtains of the house, and door mates by my bare hands.
I sighed and, bounced back when I saw Adrian performing push-ups, he was shirtless and just in, short
Oh God
Stop eye raping him, "butted my inner voice."
"Shut up, you ugly one," I snapped at my inner voice.
"What, you love him, so what are you even waiting for? Just confess to him," my inner voice chirped.
I think I'll tell him another time because I'm scared as hell."
"Why are you afraid?" My inner self rolled her eyes at me.
Because I'm afraid that he might leave me after knowing that I'm in love with him,"
I shook my head, biting my lips and making fists with my hands.
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