Semua Bab ONE NIGHT STAND WITH MY PROFESSOR AND LAWYER BOSS! : Bab 31 - Bab 40

A FEW DAYS LATERAURELIA'S POINT OF VIEW."Okay, that's all. Everyone get out, be here tomorrow at exactly six in the morning, be even a second late, and you're out." One of Levi's associates, Raymond, says, referring to us. We just finalized Elias' case after days of grueling work activities, back-to-back hours here, and running against the clock to et enough evidence in support of our client. The air is filled with relief as each of us, the interns, finally takes a breath of relief. We have been put through the wringer these past days, as everyone, including Levi, has been on our necks, making sure we would give a stellar performance.Four more students have been fired in just two days, two of them gone because they did not get Levi's coffee order right, and the other two, because they did not get his breakfast order right. Now, I'm the intern assigned to the unholy task of getting his meals in the office.Wish me luck!"Goodbye, guys," Raymond says, and we each take turns walking

LEVI'S POINT OF VIEW.The machines won't stop beeping.I've memorized the sound.Beep, beep, beep, and then a pause.Then it repeats itself.Like a broken record.A haunted clock.A haunting song.She lies still on the bed, her bandage with a pink spot on the part of her head where the deep gash is. Her breathing is the only thing still keeping me grounded; it shows me she's still here.Still fighting.Still alive.I haven't taken a breath since she was wheeled in here, nor have I moved from this chair. The memory of her lying on the floor of her apartment, the blood gushing out from her forehead, her hair stained with her blood as she lay still, barely breathing, barely alive.I look over her with alert eyes as sharp as knives, ready for any move, any slight twitch, my hand on the device, ready to press it once she moves, signalling the doctor.Aurelia is stifff-too stiff for the woman I am begining to think of every damn day. The woman who talks back at me, not afraid of me like oth

AURELIA'S POINT OF VIEW.THREE DAYS LATER.The room is quiet, save for the faint rustle of hospital sheets and the steady beeping of the machines that have become my lullaby. The past three days have consisted of Levi treating me like an egg, and I have barely lifted a finger. He bathes me, brushes my teeth, combs my hair, and makes sure I am well catered for. Yesterday, I had a ravenous craving for pizza, even though it was against the doctor's orders to eat anything greasy or cheesy. And Levi has followed up on every single instruction, administered my medication to me, barely missing a minute from the time I'm expected to take them, and of course, he refused to get me the pizza, not until the doctor approved it.The second he had the approval, he had someone get me the largest box in the restaurant, a few blocks from the restaurant, never leaving my side, and even watching me while I ate, a possessive twinge in his eyes.He leans against the wall, watching the room like he owns i

AURELIA'S POINT OF VIEW.The dining room is quiet. Not the quiet you get after a good meal, or the quiet you get while eating. It's rather a tense and uncomfortable silence that draws itself out for a long time, making you conscious of everything around you. This silence is...watchful, tense.Like one's on edge.Levi sits across from me, his sharp gaze on the table, like he's inspecting, looking for the slightest mistake, error, as he silently nitpicks about the table. The cutlery set is arranged like the queen and king are here to dine, and not just me and Levi.The plates and cups look to be made ot pure fine china, the spoons look to be made of actual gold, as the napkin on my thigh was folded by Levi himself, after he pulled my seat for me. The hallway is quiet, eerie, and unfeeling, and I do not hear even a beat, not until the featherlight footsteps of Martha, accompanied by a few other women, carrying the food in immaculate gold trays.The neatness of it all throws me off, not

AURELIA'S POINT OF VIEW.He lifts me roughly, making me wrap my legs around his hips as he carries me into my room. Placing me on the bed gently, he flips me on my stomach, and then on my knees.Next thing I know, he's entering me again, implaing me on his cock. We have been at it for the past..I have no idea of time. All I know is I've come at least four times on that table in the hallway, before he has me back here, on this cloud-like bed."Who do you belong to?" He asks again, his tone of voice reeking of burning desire and desperation, like he needs me to say I am his, or he would crash further, making me pay for my defiance."You." I moan out as he reaches below to flick my clit, his fingers massaging my walls as he fucks me from behind. With a hum of satisfaction, he sucks on my ear lobe, slightly tugging on it as he thrusts savagely in me."Ohh! I'm close." I moan as his thrusts turn harsher, pistoning in and out of me like his life depends on it."Will you put yourself in har