ADAM'S CURE

His Gentle Ways

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Natalia POV

When I saw Adam in his maimed state, my tears suddenly poured with fear. I was afraid that the old man would do something worse than just beating.

For the first time in my entire life, I was afraid for someone else's life than of my own. I knew we're both in danger. The old man could do whatever he wanted to me.

But thanks to Adam, I was saved. I tried to be gentle as I could as I attended to him, cleaing up his bloody face and putting antiseptic on his wounds. He had cut on his cheeks and lips, and his chest and arms were bruised.

I could feel his pain in every hiss as I gently put antiseptic on the cut on his lower lip. His eyes were closed as he lay on the bed and I feasted on his face for a while.

His lips were red and thin, the kind of softness that could make a woman purr wherever they touch. His thick eyebrows drawn together to reveal the pain he's suffering at moment. His strong and aquiline nose complimented his handsome face and the strong chiseled jawline proclaimed more of his handsomely features.

I knew now why women were after this man. I must admit, he was very attractive. But dark. I wondered how he was as a child. What made him become the man he was now.

Although, he'd done terrible and unforgiveable things to me, I could never come to hate the man.

I knew he needed my help and I needed him. He could protect me. But the question was, who would protect me from Chase?

Surely not Adam.

Even he himself was afraid of Chase's abilities. He couldn't control him. That's why he was desperate to keep me under his roof.

I helped him into a clean white shirt, it was a struggle as he was flinching and hissing in the process. His eyes were intense as they rested on me and I couldn't push away the questions in my head. He seemed very displeased.

Of course! He should be! He was practically beaten up because of me!

"I'll be in the living room." I said. He didn't respond, his eyes still closed that I wondered if he was asleep.

In the living room, I though of Adam. I knew he was the most difficult man I'd ever have to deal with in my entire lifetime. He was hollow and secretive.

Well atleast, he was honest about his disorder and I saw courage when he revealed his secret.

If I agree with him, what would happen to me? I knew I would end up getting hurt. But for some reason I wanted to be with him.

What about his women? More than one was plenty enough of a number. And I was not quite sure if I could handle having him bed other women apart from me.

My eyes began to drop and I fell asleep.

I woke with a start, feeling eyes on me and there he stood, watching me with his intense dark eyes.

"Well, well, well. Who do we got here?" The voice was deep and coarse as he spoke. My hairs stood on ends in panic.

He leaned on the couch, his hands pressed on either side of my head, and looked at me in the eye. Through the darkness, I saw his eyes gleamed with mischief, he bared his teeth in a devilish grin.

"I waited for a while," He whispered and I smelled his hot breath. He inched nearer until our nose touched, his mouth hovered against mine.

He watched my mouth and lifted a hand to caress my thighs. I flinched against his touch but only momentarily.