Chapter 44: Please You

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Two days had passed but Nevaeh was yet to hear from her father or her mother. She couldn't tell if she should be relieved or worried, but the conflict in her heart grew each day into a storm and she feared it would swallow her. Each day she felt more and more overwhelmed by her feelings.

She laid still on the bed with her eyes closed as she waited for Dale to leave, but it seems the man wasn't doing that today. He had been spending an unusual amount of time out these last few days and that had helped to reduce her torture.

She had a feeling he was staring at her, and the curiousity to confirm her thoughts gained way in her heart. She slowly and pretentiously turned around, and the gleaming colors of his eyes that met hers confirmed her thoughts. He was indeed staring at her. His hand propped his head up as his beguiling eyes unblinkingly peered at her, making her heart skip a beat. Her eyes fluttered in oblivion of what to say.

"I see you're at it again, wife." He smiled and kissed her fluffy round cheek. "Your beating heart always gives you away." He cheekily smiled.

Her heart? Could he hear it?

"W-why are you still in bed?" She asked as she struggled to hide the nervousness in her voice.

"I missed seeing your face at dawn." He replied, combing his hand through her jet black hair that sprawled over the pillow. In the past two days, he had been leaving before dawn. Nevaeh rolled out of bed, escaping his face which was leaning towards her. She knew what was about to come next, so she saved herself.

"Yo..you've been out a lot these days." She said without looking at him as she pulled up her robe. She wasn't sure if she was complaining or was she?

"Did you miss me?" He tilted a brow at her. She looked at him from over her shoulder and the haughty smile that graced his face told her to put even more distance between her and this dangerous man. 

He chuckled as he watched her walk towards the dressing table. He sat up and leaned against the headboard. "I'm sorry. I'll keep you company today." He said, making her stiffen and her heart skip another beat.

'Keep her company?' That wasn't what she wanted. 

"Or do you want me to leave?" He asked when he noticed her reaction, her darting eyes gave her away. Nevaeh looked at him through the mirror. She felt tongue-tied on what her response should be. She couldn't say yes to him, as it might hurt him, neither could she say no as that would inspire him to haunt her to no end.

She knew she was playing the role of his wife, but she desperately needed some space from him. Each day her rationality dwindled and she feared what might become of her if she kept accommodating and accepting the feelings brooding inside of her. Having him in the house, keeping her company would do a lot of harm than good. She had tried to keep sane, but he...

"Elle?" He cut through her thoughts. She tore her gaze from him as she picked a brush to comb her hair.

"What about work? Aren't you supposed to be at work?" She asked while still trying to avoid his gaze.

"Work is with you. Keeping you company and making you happy." Her hand paused as she gazed at him through the mirror again. She watched with hanging breath when he rolled out of bed, revealing his bare chest, she hadn't taken note of, until now. Did he go to bed with her like that?

Her eyes nervously followed him till he stopped behind her. He reached for the comb in her hand and gently began to comb her hair. 

"They are just as I remember." He smiled as he twirled his hand through them. Nevaeh watched him with careful eyes, so much she didn't miss the sudden change in his eyes as he stared at her. His eyes for a second seemed lost and sad, but that wasn't the part that worried her. What bothered her was the fact that his sudden change in countenance pricked her heart.

She had her gaze fixed on him as he slowly brushed the comb through her hair, and his long fingers tingled her scalp in a way that made her feel good.

She sighed in her heart when he stopped and put the brush down. "What would you want your husband to do for you, today?" He asked.

Do for her? Nevaeh looked at him as she thought about what to say, but before she could think of something, he lowered his head towards her ear.

"If you don't know what you want, I can show you a thing or two you might like." He whispered into her ear. His hot breath and tongue sent a wave of tingling sensation through her spine.

Why did her imagination run wild at the sound of those words. It wasn't her fault. It was the fault of the man she was wrongly married to.

"Are you trying to seduce me again?" Her small voice muttered out.

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A haughty and dangerous smile played on his face, and his eyes glistened with mischief as she held his gaze through the mirror. "I'm not, but..." He paused and kissed the nape of her neck before looking at her again. "Maybe I should."

Nevaeh stiffened at his words. She jerked to her feet, leaving Dale stunned.

"I..I. You should go to work." She blurted out. His brows narrowed at her when he saw how nervous she was. 

"Do you have more concern for that company or for me?" He cocked a brow at her. Ah, another question she couldn't answer. Was he taunting her on purpose with these questions?

She shook her head and replied. "I just thought you should work."

"The company was to convince your father to give you to me. I have no interest in it." He took a step closer towards her, but Nevaeh retreated backwards making him frown as he completed his words. "What I'm interested, and all I'm interested in, is you." He said as he took her unaware and closed the space between. His arm snaking around her waist making her stiffen on the spot.

His gentle eyes trailed her face while his hand played with her hair. Nevaeh held her breath when he leaned closer and sniffed her hair.

"You do smell different, but I like this more." He let go of her hair and focused his gaze on her face. "Now tell me angel, how should this husband of yours please you?" 

Nevaeh didn't want him to please her or do anything for her, but it seems his mind was set at it.

How would he please her, she had no idea. But she almost dropped to the floor when he said, "Come let me help you with a bath?" 

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Nevaeh had barely escaped him this morning, but that didn't stop him from hovering around her and following wherever she went. She had been lonely since Mr Simon left, but it wasn't so today.

Her eyes stayed glued to his face as he gave her a foot massage at the garden while she fed herself with nuts. How she wanted him to stop but another part wanted him to continue doing whatever he was doing.

"Dale, why is there a wall full of portraits of my...me?" She asked making him to pause his hands and look at her before resuming his massage.

"Because it helps me remember."

"Remember what?" She asked, while he looked at her.

"You." 

"How?" She asked again. She was confused by his response. It was always like this with him. Whenever he answered her question, he left her with ten more questions.

He looked at her face. "The portraits, they remind me of how weak I was. How stupid and negligent I chose to be. They reminded me that everyday....I wasn't fit of being a protector and a partner. That I couldn't be good and befitting of the person I claim to love. The portraits are my punishment for letting you down." Nevaeh felt her squeeze badly and a deep pain surge through her. Her eyes stung with tears at the pain and sadness in his eyes. 

She didn't know why, but she wanted to comfort him. Tell him he wasn't those things he said about himself. She could tell, he had a lot of depressing emotions bottled up inside of him. To her, he seemed...lonely.

He had said somethings that she didn't understand, but all she wanted was to hold him.

Nevaeh was surprised when tears began to flow from her eyes, but the mysterious and indescribable feeling in her heart bothered her more.

She pulled her legs away from him and moved closer to him. She hooked her arms around him and burying her face on his chest making Dale completely surprised.

"You're a great partner, Engel.. And you're not weak."

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