MALIA… He deeply stared into my eyes for a while stepping back and letting go of my hand, he knew he had crossed his boundaries and the last thing I would want to do is make him realise his actions, at least not for now. Walking back to the bed he ripped his torn shirt open showing his perfectly toned body and muscles and I crouched before him with a wet cloth and dapped on his injuries, I knew it was hurting despite the fact he didn't want to produce a sound. I made sure to blow air on his injuries then I grabbed the first aid box from beneath the drawer. Removing the bandage and cotton wool with a tiny scissors, I cut a little of the wool dapping it into the antiseptic and cleaning it gently. When I was done I wrapped the bandage round his injured arm with my hair falling over my face. I felt his hands trail down my cheeks as he helped removed the strand of hair from my face and tucked my hair behind my ear. "For the mean time you need to be careful till your injuries gets heale
MALIA… Everything that happened left me breathing hard and confused, I sucked in a sharp breath at once I was thrilled as to whether I had a heart attack or worse. I watched her eyelids open while getting accustomed to the ambience, her fingers moving. She raised her hand slowly trying to indicate something but the weight was too much on her then it dropped, for a moment I looked confused and I turned away. Wasn't she meant to react to Larson's words then why mine? "Oh my darling daughter it feels good to see you" Liya's mother said while wiping away the tears from her cheek. "Miss this is surprising but if she reacted upon seeing you it means you and Liya have a deep connection" the doctor said smiling. "But…I" I became confused in my speech and stopped in the middle of what I was saying as I smiled graciously, I knew I was faking it but there was more to this unforseen mystery. My blood was burning and my confused thoughts terrified of what might happen in the future. "You don'
LARSON…I woke up a bit late hoping to see the beautiful face of the daddy's spoilt princess but she was nowhere to be seen. I decided to take a shower and search the kitchen for breakfast if only she prepared one, forget about having to see breakfast in the kitchen I doubted she could raise a spoon nevertheless cooking. Opening the covered bowl plates I was mesmerized to see different kinds of delicacies, was this a dream? I pinched myself hard. Did she really know how to cook? I doubted so guessing she's from a wealthy background and getting a chef for herself is the most simplest task ever. The delicacies might look appetizing but I wasn't convinced it would taste good, a part of me didn't want to believe whatever I was seeing and I had no other options but to find faults in it not untill it passes down my throat.I took out a plate and dished out some basmati white rice and stew sauce with some beef, placing it on the tray in front of me. I didn't forget to take a bottle of chill
MALIA…Three days had passed by so quickly without talking to each other. After I walked Larson out of my room I slammed the door flinching at the sound and resting my head against it. I dropped to my knees hugging it tightly to my chest and peered through my fingers sobbing and unable to control my pain and anger, I cried out and my throat suddenly blazed in a sharp pain raising my voice higher and higher.At that exact moment I heared the voice tape playing I didn't want to differentiate between right and wrong then I lashed out at him angrily and blindly.I wasn't totally at fault, he was also to blame for raiding my room. I didn't want to imagine what would have become of me if he had clearly listened to the voice tape? I regretted my words and I was too ashamed to ask for forgiveness, what if he doesn't forgive me? I couldn't even look him straight in the eyes. It was visible enough he didn't come to look for the made up excuse of a file but something else which I couldn't figure
LARSON…I heared the door push open with Malia walking inside slowly without knocking, she slammed the door shut and locked it. stepping over her feet and was about to drop to the floor when I lurched from my chair and she held onto me as tightly as she could grabbing her hand and yanked her up taking her into my arms."Did you drink?" I asked her as her eyes penetrated my soul and I felt the cold fill me in. Her brown long shining hair was pulled back loosely with bejeweled combs and hung in loose curls down her back and her long dark lashes, she had it all.Without a word she unbuttoned the first few buttons on my shirt and slipped her arms around my neck."Yes I did, how about we stop all this and get down to the real stuff. I want you in me tonight and I will be your darkest fantasy" her voice lowered seductively, fuck! I thought, it's been long I got laid. Shivers ran up my spine at that cold voice, her coldly beautiful face stared back at me. Her eyes looked so hungry with desir
LARSON… I melted into her arms unable to resist the kiss of warm lips on my face. My lips covered her in a long warm kiss that left her short of breath and she eagerly returned my kisses welcoming the feeling of her fingers searching for the zipper on my trouser, the feel of her soft lips against mine were placating alongside consuming and hungry, yet sweet. Teasing me with a hint of promise and driving my body to new heights of awareness, I deepened the kiss nibbling at her full lower lip. She pulled her head gazing up at me and lurching up from the bed pushing me onto my back while her body towered over me, I let her defeat me easily with the desire to see how naughty she can be in bed. My gaze met hers with a smile as humour danced in my eyes and twisted my smooth lips with her unexpected gesture taking me off guard. She trailed light kisses down my body crouching to her knees, kneeling down between my thighs and looked up at me with a bolt of lustfulness in her eyes. Using her
MALIA… The satiny sheets of the bed smelled of the woman Larson made love to last night. Being naked with him on the bed was the most natural, right, and incredible experience, his heartbeat was strong and steady, the thick arm wrapped around me as it had been when he took my body to the haze of pleasure for the last time before falling asleep and the memories of that sweet moment imploded into my head. Everything that happened between us last night was with passion and tenderness, a combination that made me fall even harder for this side of him that had kept me company for weeks and protected me. His deep and husky voice, his perfect stature, and the way he looks at me, I removed his hand slowly avoiding making a sound so I wouldn't stir him up from his deep sleep and my feet touching the cold floor. Retrieving my lingere from the bed which was laying disposed at the end side, I was about to put it on when a hand captured my arm in a steel grip and my eyes lit up at the sight of La
MALIA… My stomach fluttered and my blood sizzled, scorching untill rivulets of sweat ran down my hot body. His heartbeat was slow and faint. "Please call the doctor" I screamed loudly at the security men as a sense of power swirled around me and they hastened away. "No! please breath for me, Larson you can't just leave me and go away" my eyes were growing misty, then I bursted into a fresh bout of tears pressing his chest repeatedly in order to revive him. I was in distraught, running my hands through my hair. "You know I can't lose you right? at least you can give me a chance to tell you how I feel about you" I whispered incessantly, kissing his forehead, his hands, his face, and feeling my own irrespressible and streaming tears trickling my nose and cheeks. "What do you want to tell me?" he asked, slowly opening his eyes and smiling at me mischievously then he slid an arm under me and gently took my hand in his, planting a warm moist kiss in the center of my palm and happiness s