CHAPTER 24

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           LAILA'S POV

On one side of the wall there was a humongous photo of lady who was obviously a model. She was wearing lingerie that made her appear half-naked, but it only showed off her beautiful figure, all curves in the right places. I briefly wondered who this lady is. I admit, she is incredibly beautiful.

Hellzel quietly reentered the room. He held a first aid kit in his hand. Before I could look away, he caught me staring at the photo on the wall.

"Do you know her? Is she your girlfriend?" I quipped right away. I know it was stupid of me to ask that, but I couldn't help myself. She looks exactly like his type. The type of lady he can walk around with in public and show off to all his friends.

"Why would I have a girlfriend when I have you?"

My eyes nearly popped out at what he said, and my heart hammered in my chest for a second until I looked at his expression. He was just kidding around. Why would he even make such a lame joke?

"You're such an ass, Hellzel. One very smell one for that matter".

"Wow, what's up with all the “asshole” remarks? Do you want me to lick yours coz you know-“ I hit him with a pillow over his head so that he wasn’t able to complete whatever shit he was going to say.

"Hey, calm down there. I very well understand you're hurt but I need you to chill a little bit so I can nurse your wound before, you know”. He wickedly winked and smirked at me. Fuck, there is something about his smile that I can't refrain myself from noticing. I don't know what it is but it’s mesmerizing.

He kneels before me, fully concentrating on my legs after taking them in his arms. I feel my body tremble at his touch and after seeing how serious he looks right now.

I hold my leg with both my hands as I watch him work on me. I don't know why, but I feel special considering its  doing it. He puts my leg on his knee, then pulls his shirt up over his head.
Shit. My eyes starts to wander along his chest. His broad masculine, tattooed chest. He's got a dragon that covers most of his stomach area, or rather it covers a full on six pack. The massive creature has red marks along its scaly body. I felt like touching it but, wow, how could I even bring myself to do it. I didn’t want to plant any wrong ideas in his mind that already existed in mine.

"Laila," I heard him shout, and that brought me back to reality.
"Look at me Laila, don't take your eyes away from mine. This will hurt a little but not much. Okay?”

How about you tell me to look at your sexy body instead? I am sure I won't even feel any pain.

"You can look at my tattoo if that will help".

Fuck! Did you just read my mind? My eyes immediately dropped from his eyes to his body.

I’ve already been given the permission to look, why not explore all of it.

"Laila, why are you smiling? I thought you would cry because of the spirit I poured on the wound, but instead you're smiling? You’re definitely odd."

"Okay, can I walk now, Mr. Doctor?" The words fly from my mouth as he walks towards the room he took the kit from. His back was completely bare of any tattoos and I could see his blue boxer shorts peaking from above his dirty jeans. His body was perfect. He turned towards me running his hands through his hair.

"Wait until the doctor discharges you. Otherwise you're not allowed to move an inch from your seat”. He gave me a smirk then walked in, leaving me smiling to myself.

Jesus, what's happening to me?

A/N. Hello guys. Am sorry this chapter is a bit short. The next chapter guess is going to be in who's POV...
Can't wait.

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