Chapter 4: D is for Don't Invade

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~Chapter 4: D is for Don't Invade~

*Christopher Acheron's P.O.V*

I woke up this morning in a fairly good mood.

Bella was lying beside me, her head was resting on my chest and her Utopian blonde hair was prostrate. She looked like an innocent angel but her seductive skills in the bedroom prove her innocence otherwise.

Bella let's out a little sniffle and buries her head in the pillow.

We never really cuddle, she says that she doesn't really like it despite the fact that I enjoy it. Bella says she doesn't like being 'held' when she's asleep, much to my disappointment.

I yawned and got out of the bed as carefully as I can as to not wake up Bella. With one last glance at her curled up figure I went into the closet to get dressed.

D said that she'll meet up with me whenever I need her, I have no idea what that means but in all honesty I never really understand her.

I want to see D right now and tell her that I forgave my darling Bella. I don't think she will be very pleased, she seems to have an abhorrence towards Bella and I don't know why. Maybe they know each other.

I can't ask Bella right now because then she'll get angry at me for waking her up from her 'beauty sleep'. A load of bull if you ask me, she's already so beautiful and I doubt she can get any prettier. 

I pull up the zip of my denim jeans and slip on a black long-sleeve jump and I push up the sleeves until they reach my elbows. It's a chilly morning since it's only 7:24 a.m and I doubt D would be waiting for me at the pond but now I want to see if she would actually keep her promise.

I don't think she really truly wanted to help me so bad, she seemed to have compunction when she realized what she had said. To my surprise she didn't take it back.

Perhaps D is stubborn and hates being wrong...?

I slipped on my leather jacket and left the bedroom but not before giving Bella a soft peck on her forehead.

Maids, butlers and guards bowed their head in acknowledgement as I walked past them. I went into the kitchen, grabbed a sandwich and went to my car. I'll eat this for breakfast once I reach the pond.

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