Arya's P.O.V.
_________As I lay on my bed, tossing and turning, I couldn't muster up enough energy to get up and change out of my uniform or get ready to see Xavier. Exhaustion overwhelmed me, having stayed up all night. Every part of my body yearned to crawl under the cozy duvet and drift into a deep sleep. But every time my eyelids started to droop, the reminder of seeing Xavier created waves of anxiety, jolting me awake again and again.
Unable to fight off my fatigue any longer, I let out a tired yawn and reached for the intercom on the bedside table. I dialed the number for the house chef and requested a very strong coffee and an energy drink. Along with that, I couldn't resist asking for a homemade pesto pizza. Comfort food seemed like the perfect remedy for my weary state of mind.
With the order placed, I made a plan. I would take the smallest nap of my life, hoping to wake up just as the food was being delivered to my room. It would be a brief respite, a momentary escape from my anxieties. And so, with that thought in mind, I closed my eyes and let myself drift into a much-needed sleep.
-The house chef, skilled in the art of culinary creations, got to work immediately upon receiving Arya's order. With a sense of dedication and passion, he prepared an authentic pesto pizza made from scratch, carefully selecting the freshest basil leaves, pine nuts, garlic, and Parmesan cheese to create the perfect balance of flavors. The dough, kneaded to perfection, was topped with the homemade pesto sauce, mozzarella cheese, and a sprinkle of cherry tomatoes.
Not forgetting Arya's request for a double shot espresso, the chef meticulously filtered the rich coffee, ensuring that each drop was infused with bold flavor and a much-needed caffeine kick to wake Arya from her slumber.
In addition to the coffee, the chef also prepared a green juice infused with turmeric, ginger, and a blend of Ayurvedic ingredients like shilajit and ashwagandha. This rejuvenating elixir would provide Arya with the nutrients and energy she needed to face the day ahead.
After 30 minutes of careful preparation, the chef called for the house help and instructed them to deliver the food tray to Arya's room. The help knocked on the door, but there was no response. Concerned, they entered the room and placed the tray on the table by the couch, making sure it was within Arya's reach.
As the help was leaving the room, they were surprised to find Xavier standing by the door frame of Arya's bedroom. With a polite smile and a bow, they greeted him, saying, "Good afternoon, sir. Is there anything I can bring for you?" Xavier politely declined the offer and stepped inside the room as the help exited, closing the door behind them.
Inside the room, Xavier locked the door and turned to see Arya soundly sleeping, covered only with a throw blanket. A sense of curiosity crossed his face as he observed her peaceful slumber.
As Xavier stood there, a soft smile played on his lips as he watched Arya sleep. His gaze shifted to the tray of strong coffee, its enticing aroma filling the room. It dawned on him that Arya, just like him, hadn't slept all night, yet she was determined to face him again. He couldn't help but admire her resilience and determination.
In that moment, a sudden urge overwhelmed Xavier. He longed to hold Arya's small body, to feel her presence close to him. The desire to touch her, to smell her, and to embrace her washed over him like a tidal wave. Slowly, he removed his shoes, scarf, and jacket, feeling the weight of the world slip away with each item of clothing.
Xavier approached the iPad near Arya's bed and adjusted the room temperature, ensuring that she would be comfortable. With a mixture of anticipation and trepidation, he climbed onto the bed beside her. Gently, he pulled her into his arms, his chest enveloped in warmth as her back pressed against him. A rush of ecstasy coursed through his veins as her scent filled his nose, and her soft hair brushed against his face. In that moment, he realized that he wanted to stay here forever, wrapped in the comfort of her body.
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