She was a flower whom he wanted to possess and he was her nightmare, the one haunting her every dream
𝑨𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒂 𝑯𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒔 a beautiful young teenager who was living her bright shining life but it all turned dark when a certain mistake was committe...
She gently put me down on the sofa once we reached my office.
"Wait here, I will bring out the medical kit from the washroom" she said. I nodded.
While she went to the washroom, I started to unbutton my shirt. I winched when I tried to move my injured arm. The shirt was stuck on the bloodied wound.
That son of a bitch went too far when I gave him the privilege to shoot me.
Alora arrived with the kit and a bowl of warm water, along with a white towel. She helped me carefully remove the shirt and started to treat my wound.
She wiped the blood with the towel soaked in warm water. While she was treating my wound, I surprisingly didn't feel any pain, as my eyes were still busy gazing at her.
Even though her face paled from being anxious, she didn't look much less than a goddess. I love how her forehead creases when she treats my wound, how she whispers how bad the person was to shoot me and curses him with all her cute creative cuss.
I felt sorry for Luca. But that's the price you have to pay when you try to save your best friends married life.
She finished bandaging my wound and started to treat the wounds in my face.
"That son of a nugget. I hope he looses his arm for beating you like this" she grumbled.
Oh! how much I want to record her curses and show it to Luca.
I gently grabbed her hand and kissed the back of it. "It's enough, Tesoro. That man will die if you continue to curse him like this" I whispered, staring up at her.
Her eyes weaver, threatening to shed a drop of tear. Her lips trembled which she bit down to stop herself from crying.
"I-I thought something happened to you w-when you didn't pick up my c-call" she mumbled in a crying voice.
I didn't know it would effect her like this.
"My love" I grabbed her thigh and pulled her close, making her sit on my lap. I wrapped my hand around her waist tightly. She fisted her hand tightly.
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"I-I was relieved when Luca said you were in the o-office. But then you came home l-looking like this"
I gently patted her back to console her. "I am so sorry, amore mio. Please don't cry" I begged with a gentle voice. My heart breaks whenever I see her cry.
She looked at me with teary eyes. "Please don't do this next time. D-don't get into fights and come home looking like t-this"
I smiled." Of course not sweetheart" I kissed the back of her hand "I won't ever do that"
She sniffed. "Y-you know, that day when that man attacked me, I got to realise something" she whispered.
