My Favourite Flavour (Official Story)

Chapter 43

With an undying pain that she kept on crying, not even noticing that the blood started to drain the sheets when she was too lost towards the words that Marquis made her feel.

“I will never hurt you.”

His words roamed her head while she was trying to get up being dizzy as her head was spinning when her eyes suddenly went wide after they darted towards the blood that drained the sheets and her breath hitched. His words, his fake words which were hollow, they kept on rotating her mind all the time as later that, while holding her arms and painfully rubbing them, she searched for some sheets when she quickly got changed into her casual clothes also known as his shorts and a large sized shirt. While ignoring the unbearable pain though it was hard for her to do so, her trembling hands kept on looking for the silk sheets and luckily, she found it lying inside the closet's wooden floor whereas in the meantime, he came back after being damped in hot water as the gleaming droplets rippled through his upper body edging his sharp toned muscles when he had his thighs hidden under a pair of black ripped jeans. Marquis didn't spare a glance towards Yenail when his hands casually worked over his buttoned up shirt and while fixing the Rolex upon his wrist when obviously few disturbing sobs distracted him, he annoyingly groaned when she was all done changing the bedsheet, all alone, even while facing a terrible pain. Before leaving, Marquis searched for a first aid box when he knelt down towards a small table besides the bed and she just quietly watched him doing his activity while sitting upon the leather couch that he owned in his room.

“Here.”

He angrily threw the box at her lap, grabbed his phone and left the room while ruffling his bouncy hair, also not forgetting to lock the door whereas she gently took the box aside and opened it with puffy red eyes. She looked towards the bandages, some liquid materials, few medicines and other little medical related things. She cried even more at not being familiar towards any of the things that the box contained when Yenail didn't even know how to deal with wounds when those deep bruises upon both of her forearms, pained with an intense sting when she just rubbed them. It was almost morning and the sun was about to come out when Marquis was gone like everytime while leaving her all alone, but this time, he doesn't wore his suit but rather decided to wear a casual attire when he couldn't think as casually that he wears them without any reason. That's his life to be messed up and that was what that he thought.

Instead of dealing with the wounds, she just applied some ointment upon them and timely screeched between the processes as the burning sensation didn't leave when at the end of everything, she gave up and applied small bandages upon the wounds which helped her in stopping the draining of the blood for a while. She later silently got herself under the sheets and drifted to dreamland as last night was nothing else but a terrifying nightmare for her, whereas while trying dead hard to avoid the pain though it was unbearable, she closed her eyes anyways as right after closing her eyes, she saw those same universal hazel orbs that her eyes once met at the club, along with same delicate yet beautiful features and same pair of lips being in motion.

Seth.

The difference was that, it wasn't reality but a dream. A dream that made her lips curve in to a warm smile and she slept peacefully for the very first time after being kidnapped, when Yenail didn't even care about Marquis at all as to where he went or what he'll be doing up till now. Not giving a single fuck, while she was being busy dreaming about her love at first sight in her dream.

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“No! No! Oh my god! No!” In a house where a lady kept on repeating the words frustratingly after she was being alarmed from a bad feeling for her daughter when the lady, her mother, trembled badly while reaching for her phone as she held the phone tight in her hand and dialed the recent contact through which she got the call last time when her quivering lips spoke through the phone. “H-Hello!”