เข้าสู่ระบบLYLAHThe days that followed were the best. Kielan kept me on the bed most of the time, and I made sure I fed him. I had Jack employ a cook just so he wouldn't have to make his meals himself. I needed him fed enough so he would return to how he was before chemo. So far, there had been improvements. I hadn't seen his ribs for days now. Compared to how slim he looked when he returned from the hospital, he was getting healthier by the day.“What are you thinking of?” he asked the moment he stepped into the room.I was sitting on the bed, staring out the window while thinking of him.I grinned. “You.”“Of course, I already know that.” Smirking, he closed the distance between us, got on the bed and placed his head on my thighs. He placed his hands on his chest and closed his eyes.I rubbed the hair on his head. It was growing, even though it wasn't at a faster pace. In a month or two, it would be full enough for me to tug on them without—Wait a damned minute. In two months, I won't be thi
“Faster,” she breathed. “Please, Kielan, faster.”I gave it to her faster. “I'm close,” she gasped. “Don't stop, don't please — “I didn't. I kept moving and thrusting with my eyes fixed on hers, and when she came, it was like watching something break open, something beautiful and raw and utterly hers. Her body arched, her cry filled the room, and her pussy clenched around my dick. The wave of the pull dragged me under, and I came with her, my release buried deep inside her, my mouth finding hers, my arms wrapping around her and holding her as I'd never let go.We stayed like that for a long moment. Breathing, shaking, and holding each other. Her fingers traced patterns on my back, and I pressed my face into her neck, smelling her.After a while, she shifted. “You're heavy,” she said, but she was smiling. She tightened her arms around me and didn't let go for some seconds.I pulled out slowly and rolled to the side, gathering her against me with her back to my chest, and my hand on h
We both had a bath after resting. We didn't talk, but we kept touching each other as if we couldn't get enough of one another. Lylah was more touchy than she had ever been. When we got back to the bed, I thought she would let me rest, but she raised a brow. “Don't tell me you're done?”I frowned at the question. “Why?”She glared. “Who was the man who promised not to let me out of the bed until he's finished with me?”I smiled. “What did I just train?”“A sex-crazed monster.” She grinned. “Besides, I've been lonely since you were admitted. Don't you think you should reward me for being the best lover any man could ever ask for?” She lifted a brow. “So, you're not sore?”She shook his head. I smirked at that. “Don't complain tomorrow.”She made a face. “That's if you know how to work your dick.” She looked down at my body. “It's hard already. Just use it well, and I'll be happy.”“Who am I to refuse my beautiful lover?”“It better be worth it.” “Don't dare me.” She grinned. “What
I broke the kiss and moved down. Her breasts were fuller now. I took one in my mouth, and she gasped, her back bowing off the bed, her hands tightening in my hair. I traced circles around her nipple with my tongue until she was shaking and making those sounds I'd been dreaming about for months.“Kielan —"I didn't stop. I moved to the other breast and gave it the same attention until she was a mess beneath me, her breath coming in ragged gasps, and her hips rocking against my body. I took my time, pressing my lips to every inch of skin. She sighed beneath me, her hands threading through my hair, her hips shifting, waiting.When I reached her belly, I stopped and pressed my mouth to the taut curve. “Hey, little one,” I whispered. “Your dad's home.”Lylah let out a sound, and she reached towards me and tangled her fingers in my hair. I looked up, and she smiled. “I love you,” she said.“I love you more, baby.” I kissed her belly again, then moved lower. Her thighs were soft and warm,
KIELANI hit the bell. Seven months in the hospital and I finally did it. The corridor went silent for a half-second, then the nurses burst into applause. Someone whistled. Dr Lovely was grinning. It was the first time I had seen her smile. The woman who has always been a pain in my arse was now clapping like I'd scored the winning goal.“You're a pain in my arse, Kielan,” she said, pulling me into a hug. “But you're my pain in the arse. Don't come back.”I laughed, but it sounded forced. My eyes kept drifting to the double doors. Every time they slid open, my heart lurched, thinking she was the one. But each time it was either a porter, a florist, or someone else's family.Lylah hadn't shown up since she left yesterday. She was supposed to be with me as I got discharged. Where was she when I needed her?The ward sister handed me my discharge papers in a folder with balloons on it. I didn't even pay any attention to it. I kept checking my phone, disappointed when I didn't get any mess
The weeks moved in a blur. After the initial treatment, Kielan was put into a series of them. He got better with each day, and thankfully, there was no backlash. Dr Lovely had feared the worst when he coughed blood on the sixth day of treatment. That was the worst day in all the days I had spent with him at the hospital. I believed I had lost the fight and would be forced to face reality.I thought it was over, until the next day when he woke up, looking stronger than the previous day, with rosy cheeks and a small smile.Weeks turned to months, and before I knew it, we had spent four months in the hospital. I still took care of all our businesses and the men who, like George, thought they could take over with Kielan being sick and all that. I was always pleased to speak with them, with my fists, of course. By now, almost all the underground bosses knew my name.Jack said they call me "The Heartless Reaper". I liked the name because it had a ring to it, something that made the next man
KIELAN I spent the rest of the week taking Lylah to the bars I have in the city whenever she wasn't at hers. Oddly enough, I felt better knowing now that she had a gun, that she could protect herself in my absence. That made me feel good. When I leave for treatment, I won't have to worry every sec
LYLAH I don't know what came over me. I'd never been interested in guns, and the old Lylah wouldn't have ever asked him to bring me here. Maybe because I was eager to know more about him, to get into his world, or because a part of me was still hoping to work for Mr Stone. I just didn't know what
KIELANHer hand in mine was warm, the kind that made my chest do that stupid, traitorous squeeze it always did around her. You don't have to handle it alone.Christ. If she only knew. I so badly wanted to tell her what was wrong with me, but I couldn't, not like this, not without a guarantee that
LYLAHI took my time, even though I wanted to nod the moment he asked that question. Spending the day with him meant I got to see him more instead of spending my entire day trying not to think of him disappearing.“I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked. You're busy and won't —”“I'm not doing anything,







