His Stolen Love

Chapter 40. Emilia

NIGHT TIME.
After dinner I decided to take a walk in the lawn.
It smells so nice here.
They had every kind of flower in their lawn. I guess his grandma likes gardening.
I was looking at the roses when I felt someone’s presence behind me. I turned and it was Liam.
He offered me a glass of wine.
“I don’t drink. Thank you.” I said as I was about to go inside.
“Are you happy with him?” he asked stopping me from going.
I hesitated.
“None of your business.” I replied.
“You can leave him if you want. I’ll help you.”
I furrowed my brows in confusion.
“Why are you against him?” I asked.
He leans in, “Because… he always got what I want.”
“What do you mean?”
“Like… I want you right now but he got you already.”
I took a step back.
“Stop talking nonsense.”
I was about to go inside when he grabbed my wrist.
“Leave me.” I said but he didn’t listened.
“Take your fucking hands off of her or else you won’t have hands.” Hadrian growled from behind.
The fire was burning in his eyes. He looked pissed.
Liam backed off.
“Is that a threat?” Liam asked.
“Did it sound like a compliment?”
“Calm down, Hades.”
“I was calm till you touched her. Now I want to choke you.”
“Go inside.” He said to me.
I did as he said.
Oh God. He was so angry.
I sat on the bed and waited for him. The fire place was on. The room was warm but I was getting chills because of how mad he was.
After sometime the door opened.
“Where were you?” I asked him as he sat on the couch. He looked up at the ceiling and closed his eyes tightly. What is he thinking?
He didn’t answered. He looked down and then just stared at me. Right now his stare tells me that ‘You know that you’re mine, right?” but he didn’t speak it out loud.
“Come here.” He ordered me.
I didn’t really wanted to but I did.
“Sit.”
I sat in the on the chair which was in front of him. The chair was at a safe distance from him.
Suddenly he grab the chair from the side and pulls it to him. Now we weren’t at a safe distance.
I flinched. My knees were trapped inside his.
“What are yo–”
He cut me off by saying, “did he hurt you?”
“No.”
He looked at my hand where Liam touched me and then at the ceiling.
“I never again want someone’s else hands on you. Understand?”
“Why?” I asked.
“Because, I love you so fucking much and I’m terrified… I’m terrified what I would do for you.” He said as he closed his eyes on this sudden confession.
Love me?
I released the breath I was holding and looked away from him.
“Mia cara?”
I didn’t replied. I don’t want to.
He touched my chin and made me look at him. “Have you felt anything for me, yet?”
Why is he asking this question all of a sudden? Did Liam said something to him? Did he heard our conversation? Oh God.
His eyes looked dark again.
“No. Absolutely nothing.” I replied.
“Is that so?” he said while leaning in.
His devilish grin appears again when he saw my uneasiness.
“Then why does you heart beat so fast whenever I touch you?, why do you smile for me even if you want to bite it back?, why do you blush so hard whenever I say something romantic? Why did you got jealous when you saw me with Ava? Why didn’t you push me when you were in my arms on our first day after wedding? Why do you always cover me with the blankets whenever you wake up? And lastly why did you kissed my cheek when you thought I was asleep and said you feel safe with me. That’s what you whispered right? For God sake, Mia cara, Just say it already.” He said when we were just a few inches away from each other.
I released the breath I was holding. So… all this time he wasn’t asleep whenever I thought he was. And was it jealousy when I saw him with Ava? Why does this stupid heart beat so fast when he’s around. I don’t even know the answer of these questions myself.
“Say what?” I ask while digging my nails into my skin.
“That you love me. Just fucking say it. I’m tired of waiting for you. Please.” He said as he held my wrist.
“I don’t. I hate you.” I said. but deep inside something tells me that I fell for him.
No. I can’t love him. I can’t fell for someone like him.  How can someone have the power to shatter you to dust and make you feel so whole?
“Your heart has already said it several times. I just want to hear it from your lips.” He said as he placed his thumb on my pulse again feeling my heart beat.
He leans in more. Breathing and not breathing and hearts beating between us and he’s so close, he’s so close that I can’t feel my legs anymore. He’s so close that I can’t feel my fingers or the cold or the emptiness of this room because all I feel is him, everywhere, filling everything.. And with his deep voice he whispers, “Say you love me Mia cara. Would that be so hard? I just need you to say you love me. Please .”
I look up to meet his eyes. This time it wasn’t darkness in them. This time it was desire and Desperation. Desperation to hear me say I love him.
I opened my mouth but words didn’t come. Should I say that I love him or not? What if I say I do? What if I tell him the truth? The truth that I fell for him.
I’m tearing in two and I’m not sure what to do. My heart is screaming I love him. My mind saying I hate him. What do I do? I love him but I hate him? I love everything about him. I love how he smiles. I love how he can make me smile. I love how no matter what is going on he’ll be there for me. But all the same I hate him. I hate how he can make me smile no matter how hard I try not to. I hate how he look at me like I belong to him and only him. I hate how all of this make me love him even more. I hate how I can’t hate him.
Everything is so tangled. I love him but I pretend that I hate him. He’s noble and he’s ruthless. He’s brave and he’s weak. I love him but I hate him.
Dear heart, Why him? I gave up. I can’t fight my heart anymore.
I swallowed and meet his emerald green eyes and With a shaky breath I whispered,
“This wasn’t supposed to go this way. I wasn’t supposed to fall in love with you. But the truth is that I already did and I hate my heart for falling for you without my permission. When I first met you I wouldn’t have ever imagined that you would be the one I would ache for, the one whose name leaves me with this nostalgic pain which I don’t even remember. You mean more to me than I ever expected. But the truth is that I… I love you undeniably and I hate you for making me feel this way.”
He smiled and looked at me like… like I’m his world. He caress me cheek and rested his forehead against mine and whispered, “Ti amerò fino al mio ultimo respiro perché ogni battito del mio cuore è tuo.”
“My phone is on the side table and I don’t want to go there to search it’s meaning. So you have to translate it for me.” I said.
He laughed.
“It means ‘I’ll love you until my very last breath because Every beat of my heart is yours.”
I blushed. Butterflies were dancing in my stomach.
“May I kiss you?”
It makes my heart melt that he is asking for permission this time. I nodded.
“But the problem is if I kissed you I don’t think I’ll be able to stop.” He said as he leaned in.
“Then don’t stop.” I said.
He smiled. His frustration from when he first entered the room was gone. And was converted into happiness.
And then his lips crashed on mine in a passionate yet hungry kiss. Driving them apart with the force of it. Like he was waiting for this moment all his life. Like he’s in a desert and is dying of thirst and I’m his water. Like he is sick and I’m his medicine. He shifted, without breaking the kiss he lifted me in his arms and laid me on the bed. He pressed my head against the pillow with the intensity of his kiss, taking my face between his hands. Every thought in my head exploded to a pure, pounding white and I felt the dark curl of desire begin to twist inside me, breaking all my rules, snapping that last trembling bit of restraint.
His lips were softer then anything I’ve ever known, soft like a first snowfall. Like biting into cotton candy, like melting and floating, and being weightless in water. It’s sweet. It’s so effortlessly sweet. He kissed me like he never wants to let me go. And he didn’t.
When he pull away when we were out of breath he said, “God, I’ve missed you.”
“Hadrian… you were jealous when you saw me with Liam. Weren’t you?” I teased him.
“Me? Jealous? Of course I was jealous. I didn’t liked when he touched you. You’re mine alone.”
I blushed. He smiled. That smile that just grabs my heart but it’s those Emerald green eyes that will forever own me.
I’m scared of the love I have for him, because I know it will ruin me. And I also know that I will let it.