All Chapters of My Enemy [BL]: Chapter 481 - Chapter 490

ELLISGetting Julian into bed turned out to be a lot tougher than getting him to admit he was feeling unwell.As soon as he plopped down on the edge of the mattress, I breathed out, feeling the kind of relief you’d feel after tackling a tough task. But I jumped the gun too soon. I hadn’t really won anything."I’m just gonna grab my laptop," he said, already pushing himself back up like someone who had just taken a short break and was ready to get back to business.I stared at him. "You are not.""I’ve got an assignment due tomorrow.""You’ve also got a fever.""I can manage both.""That’s not how fevers work. Or assignments, for that matter. Sit down."He took one stubborn step toward his desk. It lasted a whole three seconds before his body, clearly eager to make its point, made him sway a little. I caught his elbow with a sigh that probably echoed all the way to the next building."Sit.""I am sitting.""No, you’re standing.""I was mid-transition.""You were mid-escape. There’s a d

ELLISThe rest of the day fell into a rhythm that, surprisingly, felt pretty peaceful. If you caught me by the collar and you had told me a year ago that I would voluntarily spend an entire day babysitting Julian Cross, taking his temperature, topping off his water glass, and rinsing cool cloths in the bathroom like some sort of worried Florence Nightingale.I would’ve laughed and asked what they were on. And yet, there I was.Every hour, without even thinking about it, I found myself reaching for the thermometer. Each time he emptied a glass of water, I refilled it quietly before he had a chance to ask.Whenever the cool cloth on his forehead started warming up, I’d dart into the bathroom, soak it again, wring it out, and lay it back in place with a care I was trying not to overthink.It wasn’t glamorous. No one would make a movie about it, but there was something quietly important about it that I couldn’t quite put into words, so I didn’t bother trying.For once, Julian wasn’t putti

ELLISThe apartment was oddly quiet without the usual noise of me checking the thermometer every hour.I hadn’t realized how much that background anxiety affected me until it was gone.For the first time in what felt like ages, Julian was actually awake. He was at the kitchen counter, holding a mug of tea in both hands. His hair was still a little messy from spending days in bed, but he looked a lot more alive than he had in the last forty-eight hours.The color had returned to his face, which made me breathe a sigh of relief when I first saw him. The dark circles under his blue eyes were still there, but they had shifted from a concerning shade to just tired-looking... which, given the week we’d had, felt like a goddamn victory.When he caught sight of me coming into the kitchen, he smiled. Not just a hint of a smile, but a real one... not the glazed-over version he’d managed while being sick, but a genuine, relaxed one."Morning."I squinted at him. "Why are you smiling like that?"

ELLISI was lying naked on our bed in the apartment, sheets all tangled around my legs, while Julian, fully clothed, loomed over me, his presence both commanding and overwhelming in the dim light.His body radiated warmth against my skin as he leaned down, his lips grazing the sensitive column of my neck with a slow pool touch.The first kiss sent a shiver through me, and then he was kissing, sucking, marking me with a possessiveness that made me catch my breath. Each pull of his lips left a blossoming heat and a faint sting that transformed into pleasure as his tongue soothed the spot afterward.I could already picture the bruises forming, reminders I wouldn’t be able to hide come morning.His hands weren’t idle either. They roamed my chest with focused intent, fingers finding my nipples, circling them slowly at first, teasing the sensitive peaks until they hardened beneath his touch. He pinched one gently, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger, tugging just enough to draw a so

ELLIS"I wouldn’t care even a little.""What if she got his number?""Good for her!""What if they left together?"Okay, my heart didn’t like hearing that part. But nonetheless I did what I did best, deny what I truly felt."They’re adults—they can do whatever they want." I said."What if they started dating?""...great for them, honestly.""What if—""I don’t fucking care!"I realized I’d said that louder than I intended, noticing several nearby customers glance over at us.I smiled sheepishly at everyone. "Sorry."Once everyone returned to their own conversations, Sera crossed her arms, looking smug as if she’d proven a point through my outburst. "You do care.""I don’t.""You do.""I sincerely don’t!"Lucas leaned toward Sera. "He cares.""Definitely," she agreed.I pinched the bridge of my nose, trying to keep my cool. "Listen closely: I like Julian, sure."Lucas’s eyes narrowed into sluts as he grinned. "We’ve been knew—""But there’s nothing going on between us." I explained, tr