The Mafia's Bride Trapped In His Love

Chapter 22: His scent

Elsie POV

"For God's sake, why can't I sleep tonight?"

Rolling and flipping on the most comfortable mattress doesn't help to solve my difficulty to sleep. I sighed before sitting up on the bed, leaning my head towards the headboard. It had been a few hours since my eyes refuse to rest.

I pulled the pillow and brought it closer to my face. The scent on the pillow caused me to sniff on it repeatedly.

"What smell is this?" I pulled it closer and the scent makes me comfort me in a strange way. I put it aside and pulled the pillow beneath me but it doesn't have the same smell.

"A guy's scent?" I puckered my face, sniffing on it again just to confirm it.

"Whose perfume is this? Lucas never entered my room." My lips parted as the thought about him appeared, "Dexter?"

I turned to look at the time, one in the morning. I don't think he will come back at a time like this. Carefully, I pushed myself from the bed and strode out of my room. I peeked around, checking if anyone were outside the room. With a deep breath, I walked to his room that was only a few steps away.

I covered my mouth at the moment I twisted the doorknob, noticing that it wasn't locked. I was acting like a thief trying to get into the mafia boss' room. I quickly walked into the room and shut the door behind me before being red-caught by anyone.

I turned on the light and straightly headed to his wardrobe. I have a mission in my head that I need to complete. Opening the first wardrobe, it was full of suits, I shook my head, not the one that I want. Thus, I moved to the wardrobe next to it, saw a few shirts occupied the space. I smiled, finally found what I was expecting. Flipping through the shirts inside, I halted when I saw a black tank top. I pulled it out and pull it closer to my nose, inhaling the scent.

"Not that strong," I muttered.

Closing the wardrobe so that he won't notice he lost one of his tank tops, I moved to the space where he placed his perfume. There were a few different brands of perfume there, I opened and tried it as if I was choosing perfume in the shop. I grabbed a bottle of perfume in a black bottle that looks classy, pulling off the cap I sniff on it to check if that was the same smell on my pillow.

A smile tickled the corner of my mouth, finally found the scent that I desire for. I spray a generous amount on the tank top. Satisfied with the smell, I placed the perfume in the same place and sprinted out from the room, making sure I left nothing at the crime scene.

I literally run to my room. Closing the door, I placed my hand on my chest, feeling my heart thumping rapidly in the rib cage. I giggled, relieved that I completed the mission without getting caught. Walking to my bed, I adjusted the pillow before lying on it comfortably and clutching onto the black top tank near my face, rejoicing the scent.

Just like that, accompanied by his top tank and scent, I drift into the dreamland.

Dexter POV

It was two in the morning when I arrived home. I found myself in Andrea's room before heading to my room. I feel bad for spending less time with her lately but at the same time, I was stuck in a situation where I need to avoid Elsie.

The petite figure on the bed making a smile appeared on my face. I sat beside her on the bed, looking at how she clutched her pink teddy. I pulled the duvet up, covering her body comfortably. Soon, I leave the room but not before giving her a goodnight kiss on her forehead.

Last night's memory invaded my mind while I was strolling to my room. I knew at times like this, she must in her deep slumber, and she won't notice if I enter her room, just like what I did last night. Ergo, without any hesitation, I walked past my room and entered her room.

I smirked, glad about my accurate assumption. Taking off my shirt, I make myself lying comfortably on her side. The dim light from the lamp on the nightstand allowing me to have a clear sight of her. Tugging myself under the same duvet that she used, I noticed the black clothes that she was holding.

Slowly, I pulled it off from her grip, avoiding waking her up. Scrunching my face, I gazed at the clothes that resemble a shirt in my hand. It wasn't resembling, but it was indeed a shirt, forbye it was mine. I couldn't hide the smirk that crept at the edge of my lips as I tried to understand her action, but I have to admit that it made me happy. So, she doesn't abhor me as she claimed.

"Indeed, action speaks louder than words. I guess someone is missing me." I mumbled in a low tone. Placing the shirt behind, I moved my body closer to her, sending her a good night kiss even though it was a bit late.

"I love you, love. Good night."

I pulled her, and she spontaneously adjusted her body, her head finding its comfortable spot on my chest. Looking at how her hand lingered on my neck, I wrapped her tightly into my embrace by placing a hand at her back. I assumed that we both found a comfortable spot. Satisfied with it, I'm finally allowing the darkness to take over me.

I only have a few hours to stay close to her.  

❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤