Arranged Love

Chapter 13- Greyson & Liliana

Greyson-

Liliana is asleep in the passenger seat next to me. How does she keep ending up asleep in my car?

 My whole body is relieved that I have her in my possession again. 

For the whole 40 minute car ride I can't stop thinking about how bad I want her. I try and try to push the thoughts out of my head but they keep coming back. I'm not ready to address them though. 

I came to the conclusion that this thing between us needs to stay strictly professional. It's just an arrangement. Nothing else. I don't need any complications or distractions getting in the way. My success is the most important thing to me. 

She will probably be relieved that she doesn't have to put up with any romantic type shit, and that she won't have to deal with me anymore. 

A small portion of me still hopes that maybe she will want me as bad as I want her. 

I push the thought away just as quickly as it comes. 

 As soon as we pulled into the driveway and I stepped out of the car, one of my guards offered to take her inside for me. 

Asshole. 

As if I would let him touch what's mine.

 Were in the house and she had not stirred once when I picked her up.

 I contemplate putting her in my bed to sleep but decide against it. I won't be able to handle the temptations if I see her laid out in my bed, her hair splayed across my pillow, her beautiful body laying there. 

My dick starts to grow just imagining it. 

That's enough.

 I will definitely need a cold shower once she's in bed. 

Shit. Her clothes are so bloody, she can't sleep in them. 

I put her into a pair of my clean boxers and a hoodie. 

I have to get her pajamas. She still has not stirred once since she fell asleep. 

Hopefully the drugs wear off soon. I should get a doctor to check her over.

 I tuck her in under the blankets making sure she won't get cold. 

Then I leave, I couldn't be in there one more second without dirty thoughts coming to my mind.

Liliana-

I feel myself waking up and I start to panic. 

Shit. 

Am I still in the basement? With him? Please no. 

I cover my mouth with my hand to try and stop any sobs from coming out. Clearly that didn't work because Greyson is in my room within a minute with a concerned look on his face. 

Once his eyes meet mine, all the worry is gone, he just gives me a sympathetic look, and then leaves. 

What the fuck. Why did he leave? 

No. I don't care. Not like anything is going on. Just an arrangement. 

Only a few minutes later the door opens again and I see Camden. 

When did she get here? 

She has a slight smile on her face. As always.

 She starts small talk with me like nothing happened. It's kind of nice. 

She asks if I need anything, and how I am. 

She starts talking about Greyson and telling me how he feels bad. I stopped her almost immediately. 

I don't want to talk about him. It will just hurt. 

"Could I just be alone?" I say in the most polite voice. I don't want to hurt her feelings. Because it's not her I'm hurt about. 

It's Greyson.

Greyson-

Camden and Ajax came over quite early in the morning but I was already up anyway. 

They came over so me and Ajax could go for a run. We used to do it almost everyday but we have both become so busy so now it's just a once in a while thing to keep the tradition going.

 Camden had volunteered to make Liliana breakfast because she feels bad for all of the horrible things that went down. 

Once me and AJ are back from the run, he and Cam leave almost immediately. They wanted to "Give us alone time"

 It's a Sunday so all of my security was off. It really is just the 2 of us. 

I walk up the stairs to her room and gently knock before entering her room.

 She's just sitting in bed, staring at the wall. 

She hasn't eaten or drank anything. 

My worries start to come back. 

I grab her bottled water from the mini fridge in the bathroom and bring it to her. 

"Liliana please, you need to drink something, and eat some of the breakfast Camden made you, Please"

 "I'm not hungry" 

Every single time I ask her to eat or make her food. She says no. My brain starts putting the pieces together itself. She's starving herself.

 There is no way. She has no reason to starve herself. She is beautiful. Every inch of her.

 It has to be me. 

She's doing this to get back at me. She's trying to prove a point. 

"No. I'm not leaving until you eat Liliana"

Her eyes start watering and I immediately feel bad for trying to force her into this. But if she doesn't eat, she'll die. 

Maybe it's not her, what if she is genuinely unhappy with her body.

 "If there is something wrong with how you eat we can talk about it later, but right now you need to eat, if you don't you're not going to get better"

 "Fine" 

Good. She finally caved in. 

I insisted on feeding her. She doesn't even have the energy or strength to sit up right now. 

I brought a strawberry to her mouth and held eye contact with her the whole time she put it in her mouth and took a small bite.

 I'm captivated by all the different shades of brown her eyes are. I could stare into them for hours and not get bored.

 I snapped out of my thoughts and remembered I still have to have the conversation with her about how their relationship needed to stay professional.

 I wasn't going to drop that into her right now though.

 I'm not that much of a dick.