RILEYMy back hurts. The pain has gotten fiercer than it was this morning.I had flinched when Ryan tried to pull me back to bed. And him being him, got bothered.When I had told him what was wrong, I didn’t have to tell him why my back hurts because, of course he remembers what I had told him to be the cause that first day my back had begun to hurt.Then that sweet brutal man, gently laid me on the bed and gave me an unpaid session of massage.It had been relaxing. Even though a very nasty part, that I do not know when it came into existence, in me, noticed that he kept my shirt down and covering my body, and tried hard to not touch or see any of my bare skin.I would lay in bed and think about it, as that is usually what I do at this time of the night, but I am too engrossed in holding this pain. Holding myself from crying out, while having so many question running through my mind.It is night. Well, late even. And I can see the reflection of the moon, outside the window. It is obv
RYANIt is one of those mornings I don’t want to get out of bed.Somehow is my sleep, I had rolled into her, so that my head is now in her arms and her fingers are giving my scalp a massage I never knew I needed.The fact that I now have more than my usual two hours of sleep, is quite… surprising.It had started that night I had finally returned to bed.That night I had held her in my arms and made her fall apart in a way she is obviously new to.I don’t know what had influenced my sleep. Don’t know if it’s the fact that I now have her wrapped around me every night that gives me this sense of… peace.If it were other times, I make sure she is asleep before I leave, and make sure to arise early to go watch over her. So, my brain and body got used to the very few hours of sleep I offered it.I had thought it had something to do with that man.But with the way I sleep nowadays, it has been confirmed that it had very few things to do with him, and a lot to do with my Girl.Her head threa
RILEYThose dark eyes meet mine, and the tension enveloping me, almost suffocates me.I never knew I would see him again.I didn’t have a plan for what I would do if that happens. I still don’t. That is why I am still standing and staring deep into those eyes that used to see me. Eyes I thought used to see me.Why is he here? To take me back?Did Ryan willingly allow him into this space? Or…Was he captured and brought here as hostage? The thought of that should make me happy. That someone is retaliating his betrayal, should make me all excited.But I feel…numb. Surprised.Eyes still on me, he slowly stands to his feet.“My Lady.”Gerald.His voice is gentle as ever. And there is something in those eyes. Something I want to and at the same time do not want to know what it says. Is it weird that despite being a major partaker in humiliating me, I still miss his presence?He was a reassurance that though others see me as everything beneath, I still mattered and should be respected.W
RILEYThose dark eyes meet mine, and the tension enveloping me, almost suffocates me.I never knew I would see him again.I didn’t have a plan for what I would do if that happens. I still don’t. That is why I am still standing and staring deep into those eyes that used to see me. Eyes I thought used to see me.Why is he here? To take me back?Did Ryan willingly allow him into this space? Or…Was he captured and brought here as hostage? The thought of that should make me happy. That someone is retaliating his betrayal, should make me all excited.But I feel…numb. Surprised.Eyes still on me, he slowly stands to his feet.“My Lady.”Gerald.His voice is gentle as ever. And there is something in those eyes. Something I want to and at the same time do not want to know what it says. Is it weird that despite being a major partaker in humiliating me, I still miss his presence?He was a reassurance that though others see me as everything beneath, I still mattered and should be respected.W
RYANI now smile a lot.I now talk a lot.She makes me feel too much.And that is something a king should not do.Feel.I find myself feeling like I am floating at times. Like I am out of this world and floating about in the air.Free.She makes me feel.Makes me forget that there was a time I was barely hanging on this thin thread called life, with zero interest in living.I have known pain.I have gone through it with a broken heart as it had been inflicted on me by the least person that should do that.That man.Emotions are for fools, not kings.He had rang that in my eyes for days, months. Years.And it has become common sense. It has become the knowledge I exist by.And now, I am confused.I like the way she makes me feel. The way she blushes when I look at her. The soft kiss she would always drop on my cheek whenever she wakes up and thinks I’m still deep asleep.It makes my chest feel awkwardly warm. A kind of warmth that feels too good, I sometimes stay longer in bed feignin
RILEYThe thoughts of why he had taken me to see that spot still lingers over my head like a cloud, as I change into my sleeping wear. My sleeping wear which Martha had softly hand washed.Y sleeping wear which now comprises of a couple of Ryan’s shirt and his boxer brief.It might be me crossing the line which I have set myself, but I just feel more relaxed when I am in his clothing.There are a pile of beautiful silk night gowns of various shades and various designs, but on a quite cold night like this one, I would go for this black briefs and this blue short-sleeved vest that seems quite big and stretches down to totally cover the boxer briefs, over any silk and glow.I just finished having one of my long baths in this place, with my thought lost in very many things and places my legs cannot go all at once, and now I am dressing for bed, with silence surrounding me.Martha had come in to light up the lamps, so the room is very much lit, that I can see myself in the mirror I am sta