Fierce Hearts ♥️

Chapter 8

Chelsea's Acosta pov

"Oooooouch." I suddenly scream as I feel a sting on my ankle. What the hell Is this?. Emilio looks confused before he looks down at my feet.

"Chelsea whats wrong?" Emilio asks as he inspects my leg. He is squatting before me holding my leg.

"It hurts." I cry loudly. It's painful as fuck.

"I think something has bitten me." I tell Emilio trying to sound as calm as I can.

"It must be one of the sea creatures." What? I become terrified.

"Sir, we heard screams. Is everything okay?." I turn to face the guards who just showed up.

"Prepare the first aid kit. She had been stung by an insect." Emilio says to the guards who nod and rush quickly.

Emilio stands up and looks at me worriedly.

"You will be fine okay?." He says caressing my face gently. I nod at him before he lifts me off my feet bridal style making me circle my arms around his neck.

Once we reach inside, Emilio attends to my leg. He applied an ointment and I feel a cold cooling effecting on my ankle.

He massages the affected area gently yet a bit painful still. Then he wraps a bandage on it.

"You should be okay by tomorrow." He tells as he puts back the medical stuff back into the first aid kit.

"Thank you, Emilio." He nods.

"You should not be wondering in the sand barefoot okay? At least for today. I have ordered for fumigation around the whole house." I smile at how he cares.

"Really? Thank you". He smiles and takes a sit beside the bed.

"You should take a rest, I will wake you up once the dinner is ready." He says.

"But.. I am not feeling sleepy. All I wanted was to roam around the island." He chuckles.

"Unless you want another sting then you can't go." I roll my eyes at him.

"I expected that." He says.

"What?"

"That?" He points at my eyes making me realize what he means by that. Rolling my eyes.

"Huh..." I state shyly.

.....

"Its very delicious. What dish is this? Is it an Australian dish?" I ask Emilio as I licked on my fingers while we are having a marvelous dinner.

"You can say that. Here they call it, Chicken parmigiana or chicken parmesan. The dish is originated from 20th-century Italian diaspora". I smile as he explains. I find it so interesting how smart Emilio is. He always explains everything with details. He is that smart.

"Wow! You know everything". He chuckles.

"Is that a compliment?." He asks me teasingly.

"However you take it." I shrug.

"You know, I get that a lot. I just like to make one get a clear picture so that they understand." I nod at him.

"And I must say, you are great at that." He smirks.

After the delicious dinner, he gets an important work call and as he goes to attend to it, I walk slowly towards the front patio. I feel fresh as I feel the cold fresh breeze greets me.