Mila's pov..I never questioned Zaden about Candace because, after all, our relationship wasn't real.But with the way she kept meddling in his personal life, it was obvious they had some history together and it was really starting to piss me off with her overstepping. The thought of Zaden's history with Candace or God knows which other person made my stomach churn. I didnât understand why I was angry, knowing Zaden had been with other people.Get a grip, Mila. Your relationship isnât real. I had to remind myself as I got dressed.I didnât wait for Zaden to finish getting ready, I left him in the room to join them for breakfast. I didnât want to be around him. Mrs Blackwell was already seated at the table with a cup of coffee in her hand. âGood to see Zaden finally let you out of bed. I was starting to think you both were gonna spend all day locked up in the room.â I chuckled lightly with my cheeks blushing lightly pink, I was trying my best to avoid small talk; I wasnât in the moo
Zaden's povâŚâWe can't do this.â Mila broke our kiss, stepping away from me. âWhat?â I asked my breathing still ragged from our kiss. âYou are using this to escape reality. I refuse to be used as a way of mental escape.ââMental escape?âYes, you are probably doing this because your grandmother is in the room across from us, to make our relationship believable.â âI am merely following the doctor's orders. I am not using sex as a mental escape. What will I be escaping from?â That was a lie, my emotions got the better of me, making me lose my sense of reasoning. But I wasn't kissing her because I liked her. It was just a mere sexual desire heightened by my emotions.âDoctorâs orders? âWow, good to know that you at least have the decency not to toy with another person's emotions.â Her sarcastic tone rolled off easily, and I could see the hurt in her eyes. Her words made a jab at my chest causing a dull ache, but the truth wasn't better either way.I played it off with a smirk, wipin
Mila's POVâŚWalking into the dimly lit rooftop, my chest tightened, feeling anxious about what Zaden wanted to show me that he couldn't wait for the next day.My eyes fell on the decorated table in the middle, with the moonlight casting a soft glow over the table. I looked over at Zaden, whose face didn't give away any emotion, he just stared at me with his usual blank expression.I was confused as to why he planned this. Just as I was trying to wrap my head around it all. I spotted Antonio behind Zaden.What was he doing here? Isn't he supposed to be in Italy?âAntonio, what are you doing here?â I asked with a smile plastered across my face.Before he could reply Zaden spoke, âI invited him.â I looked from Zaden to Antonio confused as to what was happening. âI know how much you love Italian dishes so I invited him over to prepare some for you.âI tried speaking, but no words came out; my words were caught in my throat. I just stared blankly at Zaden.âHe didn't exactly invite me ov
Zadenâs POVâŚI allowed the water to run down my spine. I needed the cold shower after everything that had happened in the past twenty-four hours. To top it all, my grandmother was just a few minutes away from the house. I forgot that I had moved Milaâs things to mine, so I didnât mind leaving my door unlocked. She never came here anyway. Not until her scream echoed through the house. She was wrapped in a towel and a shower cap. I didnât understand why she was screaming when she had already seen and touched every inch of my body. Even though it was just one night. It counted for something, I donât expect her to be shy in private matters.Mila had turned her back to me. I was sure her cheeks were burning red as usual. A smirk played on my lips at how shy she easily became with her facial expression giving her away. I grabbed a towel, wrapping it around my waist, but the towel still required my support, so I held it with one hand. I stood behind her trying to excuse her from the bat
Milaâs POVâŚAt first, the sound of his voice on the phone woke me up, but even when his call ended I couldnât go back to sleep. Rather, I stared at him from the bed, admiring his physique. For a moment, my mind wasn't fixated on the dull ache in my chest or the pain in my eye from constant crying; instead, my eyes traced from Zaden's muscular arms, where his polo shirt hugged him tightly, to the loose grey pants that hung from his waist. Just his presence alone messes with my head like an addictive drug that makes me forget my current situation. âSorry, if I woke you up.â His husky voice reached my ears, breaking my gaze from his body to meet his eyes.âIt's fine, I slept for quite a while, so I am okay.ââOkay.â Zaden sat on the chair beside me with his eyes still on me. âHow do you feel?â It was surprising to see that Zaden cared so much, after how he acted all day. A part of me wanted to believe he cared about me and was scared for me, but even I knew it was the baby he was con
Zadenâs POVâŚâMr Blackwell, Miss Grayson, I would have said good to see you both, but given the situation, I would rather not.â My chest tightened at her words, I was scared for both Mila and the baby. I wrapped her hand in mine, I wasn't sure if it was to calm her down or to relieve myself of the dull ache in my chest. Milaâs panic attack and bleeding had stopped. While they carried out tests on her. I didn't move an inch, I was right beside her the whole time. âThe baby is fine, there is no need to worry. She had a threatened miscarriage, which is normal given it's your first pregnancy so there's no cause for alarm yet.â I gulped at her last words, my gaze still on Mila, her eyes were so tired from her constant crying. âSince this is your first pregnancy there are some things you both don't understand yet. âThere are various causes of a threatened miscarriage and one of them is hypertension. You have to keep your mind clear throughout this pregnancy, don't allow anything to str