To Be Yours Again-Chapter 278 Something to do
“What could be more important than your life right now?” Allegra burst out when we walked out of the hospital.
I gasped. “Nothing is more important than my life. I just have something to do”
She sighed.
I turned to face her. “I’ll be fine. I’ll undergo surgery as soon as possible, okay?”
“If you say so.”
“Thank you for today, Allegra.”
She smiled at me. “It’s nothing.”
I stared at her, wondering if Lorenzo had led her on.
I mean she’s just too nice to me.
It’s so hard to understand the ways of the heart.
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When I got home, I got busy preparing dinner for the Queen.
“What are you cooking?” Mona complained walking into the kitchen.
“Fettuccine carbonara and a classic beef lasagne.”
“Okay that sounds and smells yummy already.”
“I moved the date of my show a bit forward, it’s happening next week.”
“What?”
“Yes and I want you to be there, you should be glad I’m offering you an invitation, I don’t normally care who comes and do not come to my show.”
I really wanted to be there.
I wanted to watch her dance on stage for the first time but by then I would recovering from surgery.
“Can’t you like move the date backwards....let’s say in a month’s time.”
“Why?”
“You know....you just started going back to your opera...”
“My dancers are ready. And I’m anxious to perform Giselle on stage....I can’t moved the date any longer...I already signed the memo for it to be held next week.”
“Oh that’s great.” I let out, dishing the meals.
“Or you can’t make it? You have a business trip next week or something.”
“No...I can make it,but I’ll be there.”
“Good.” She snapped and sat on a stool in the breakfast bar.
I supposed I can have the surgery after her show.
I served the meal and sat down to eat.
“Damn! This is so creamy. Where did you learn how to cook so well?”
I grinned. “My mother and I always did everything together back then. She even sometimes dress me up as a girl.”
I didn’t mean my real mother.
I mean, Ellie, the one I grew up with.
Mona laughed.
“I still have pictures of it though.”
“Can I see pictures of it?”
“No”
“Please....”
“So you can torment me with it...No.”
“Please beautiful.”
I snickered. “Oh shut up. Anyway, we always prepared the meals together. I still loved to cook. So I worked on my skills over the years by learning more and new recipes.”
I sometimes cook for my employees.
“That’s great.”
“But you know, Mona...I might be busy sometimes and I won’t be able to cook for you...please eat the meals Flora would prepare for you.”
She rolled her eyes. “What? Are you feeling like I’m addicted to your meals or something.”
“I’m just managing it.”
“Okay...okay.” I agreed, amused as I watched her devour the meal.
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*MONALISA*
My eyes opened the following morning to find myself in Lorenzo’s arms.
What the hell was he doing in my bed?
I tapped him, roughly.
“Wake the fuck up.”
His eyes opened and widened when they met mine.
He immediately got off the bed.
“I’m sorry, I thought I would have retired to my room like always after making sure you’re sound asleep.”
I frowned. “Like always? You’ve been coming to my bedroom every night?”I asked, alarmed.
“Not every night but some nights,you seem troubled in your sleep...like em....you know nightmares and you always call a guy’s name...Julius.”
I was speechless.
“Don’t get me wrong. I know you always think of the worse case scenario of things but I don’t pity you...I just like it when you’re sound asleep....it’s sort of like...I love watching you sleep.”
I swallowed.
“Since when have you been doing this?”
“Since the wedding night.”
I thought the nightmares had stopped on its own but he had been stopping it.
He had been putting a stop to the nightmares.
“Are you not going to ask me about it?”I asked.
“I know that’s a sensitive part of your life. Though I’m curious to hear what happened from you but I won’t force you to tell me anything.”
I can’t understand why he’s different.
He’s a man.
He’s supposed to be after my father’s partnership.
Or is this his plan?
To make me think he’s different.
He moved closer to me and spoke as if reading my mind.
“Not everyone has an hidden agenda, Mona...the first step at healing is making yourself free...stop being bothered by everything.”
How do I do that?
He stared down at me as if I was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
When did I become beautiful?
My blood started pumping so fast.
I didn’t bother trying to put thoughts into words as he tossed me up against the wall and kissed me.
And I kissed him back.
I collapsed against the hard wall clinging to his hard chest.
I wanted him to recall that we shouldn’t be touching right now.
Even as I wanted him to break off the kiss, I let him devour my mouth as I did his.
He pressed closer and ran his hands over my body, squeezing my breasts and rolling his thumbs over my nipples.
I moaned into his mouth, needing more...needing him.
He broke the kiss off, resting his forehead on mine and letting out a shattered breath.
“We shouldn’t do this...why aren’t you stopping me?”
“Sto...stop.” I drawled which sounded more like “continue”
He nipped at the sensitive skin over my pulse and then kissed away the sting.
At the same time, he slipped his hand up my nightie and cupped my core, pressing his palm against me where I needed him most.
“I want to have a taste of you...I’m desperate to”
I should stop him now...I really should.
But then he kissed me again and lifted me against him....his mouth never leaving mine and I wrapped my legs around his waist securely.
He cupped my butt with his big hands and walked toward the bed, his tongue gliding over mine.
I ran my hands over his chest...he was so hard and smooth.
Within seconds, I was on the bed and he was on top of me.
His hand slipped up my inner thigh, teasing me with almost-there touches.
Then the almost touching was gone and he had a hand inside my panties.
When he slid a finger inside of me...
I moaned and arched my back.”Yes.”
It felt so sweet.
“Shit, you’re so fucking tight.” He pulled back just enough to make scared that he felt disgusted by me. “And so fucking mine.”
He moved his finger in and out of me slowly.
The pleated was already building...intense...fierce...inescapable.
Slamming his mouth down on mine again, he moved his fingers over me even faster.
I was so close.
Then it suddenly felt like I was watching the video.
That video.
The reality of what I was about to do hit me.
“Stop!”
“What?” He inquired, his finger still deep inside of me.
“Get off me!”
Realizing that I was damn serious this time, he slid off me, taking his finger with him.
Frustration balled up in my stomach, making me sick.
Sitting up, I smoothed my dress over my thighs with trembling hands.
“You.....”
“It’s getting late, I’ve got to get to work.” He cut in and left.
Ugh!
That shouldn’t have happened.
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*LORENZO*
I rested my head against the tile wall.
I was naked and about to take my bath.
I stared at the finger that had been inside of her.
I brought it up to my lips and sucked on it.
Fuck!
She tasted so sweet that I craved more.
I turned on the shower hoping the cool water could make my hard on go away.
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I sat on the swivel chair in my office unable to get any work done.
“Shit, you’re so fucking tight.”
“And so fucking mine.”
My own words ran through my head.
What the fuck is wrong with me?
She can’t be mine.
She doesn’t even want to have sex with me....even as at tensed the moment had been.
Well...it’s a good thing she had stopped me.
I mean I can’t afford to be intimate with her.
It wouldn’t be good for my mental health. She’s not my wife!
“So have you scheduled a date for your surgery?”Allegra asked walking into my office.
“Yeah, next week.”
“What? That’s too far, Lorenzo, this has already been too prolonged. You can’t afford to...”
“Allegra, It’s fine...I’ll get operated on next week and then I’ll be okay.”
“Why next week anyway?”
Because I wanna watch Mona on stage.
That’s just plain stupid.
Not able to give her an answer, I turned on my computer and got busy with work.
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When I got home that evening, I found Iron Lady sitting on the couch with her legs crossed.
“Sit, I was waiting for you.”She instructed.
Not in the mood for her drama, I headed upstairs.
“Lorenzo, I’m talking to you.”She said, walking up to me.
“When you decide to talk to me politely, I’ll listen.”
She raced up the stairs and stood in front of me.
“It’s about this morning.”
“I know how this works, you want me to forget about what happened...got it.”
“And it shouldn’t happen again.”
I nodded.
“Remember this marriage is ending soon, we can’t afford to get intimate with each other.”
Hearing her say the marriage is ending soon made me feel somewhat sad.
Why am I sad?
She didn’t want to stay married to me for long.
So what?
She wasn’t even my wife anyway.
“I understand.”
Sighing, I walked past her.
“You’ll still come to my show, right?”
I grinned...my heart leaping.
She really wanted me to be on her show?
“Yeah, sure.”
The days that followed were pure torture for me...the symptoms increased.
I was vomiting frequently and always feeling weak.
Mona was preoccupied with the preparation of her show to notice and I was glad.
I wouldn’t want to bother her with my illness.
On the day of her show...I felt weaker.
Had the appendix ruptured?
I rested my head on the desk in my office.
Fuck...I hate this pain.
I stared at my wrist watch.
I was getting late for the show.
I would have to go to the hospital immediately the show ends.
I forced myself to my feet.
This is nothing...I’m a strong person.
I walked passed Allegra’s desk trying not to let her notice anything.
But I failed.
She stood up.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes.”
“Lorenzo.”She groaned.”You need to get yourself treated and get over this once and for all.”
“I will today...after Mona’s show...I promise.”
“Is this the reason? Because of her show? What the hell is wrong with you.”
I don’t know.
