𝐇 𝐈 𝐑 𝐀 𝐄 𝐓 𝐇✔

f o r t y

double update- make sure to read chapter 41 as well :)

"You're the only one who knows, you slow it down."

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Before she could finish her harsh words, I lunged forward, my hands grabbing the back of her neck as I captured her mouth with mine.

I pulled her body against mine, my lips working desperately against her own, taking her breath away. Her arms looped around my neck as I pressed her up against the bed, my body on top of her. She gasped for air as the kiss got more passionate, and I took the opportunity to slip my tongue into her mouth, tasting her. My hands ran down the sides of her body, feeling her curves and relishing the way she leaned into my touch.

As the kiss deepened, I could feel her body growing hotter, her desire for me evident in the way she clung to me. I pulled back slightly, just enough to break the kiss, and looked into her eyes as I whispered, 

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that."

She looked up at me, her breathing ragged and her eyes filled with a mixture of surprise and something more primal. I leaned my head down, nuzzling my face into the crook of her neck, my lips trailing kisses along the exposed skin there.

"Please Delilah, Please come back with me." I almost beg, my eyes filling up at the thought of facing my fucking father without her presence.

"I....." she looks so flustered, so confused that it made me want to kiss her again but I controlled myself and looked at her with my puppy dog eyes, or that's what she called them when we were younger.

"Okay, Okay I'll come with you." She says after a long silence, her hands reaching up and wiping the little tears that fell from my eyes, her eyes were soft as she looked at me.

"Let's start packing okay?" She sighed softly as her hands continue to rub my cheeks. But my eyes continued to look at her. Her pretty eyes, cheeks, nose, jawline and her fucking lips that were still wet from the kiss we shared earlier.

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Once we arrived in Los Angeles, I contacted my lawyer who informed me that we should go to the hospital as my father's condition was worsening, and Delilah could assist in handling the necessary property paperwork. With a heavy heart, I agreed, knowing that this could be our last opportunity to see my father.

The car ride to the hospital was long and filled with dreadful silence. My mind was all over the place, the urge to puke was getting closer every second we were closer to the hospital. Delilah was seated beside me, her body taut as she looked deep in her thoughts. It wasn't easy for her, meeting the man who was behind all the miseries in your life wasn't easy, but she was still here, holding her hand in mine as she came with me to see my father in the hospital.

As the hospital came in my vision, my hands started trembling with such force that it made my heart want to leap out of my chest. Somehow I got myself together and walked towards the entrance, my lawyer already waiting there with his team.

"Good Morning sir, ma'am" He greets us professionally, while Delilah greets him back and I simply nod, too numb to process any words out of my mouth. My feet moved itself to the reception, where they told me his room number.

601.

That was his birthday. The 6th of January. What a fucking coincidence it made me want to bawl my eyes out.