Chapter 6

Kiara's POV

As soon as Tom left, I continued to eat the delicious Chicken pasta bake that Ms. Betty had prepared for me. I couldn't help but ponder over Tom's concern for me. Why did he wait for me to wake up? Even if it was for five minutes. Why was he so caring towards me? I felt grateful towards both Tom and Valentina for taking care of me, but I didn't think the doctor's visit was necessary. After all, I've had heart problems before, and fainting was not a new experience for me. Just as I was lost in my thoughts, I heard a knock on my door.

"Hey, I heard you woke up.'' She sat on the bed next to me and slightly smiled. ''Do you remember what happened?''

"Upon standing up from my bed, I suddenly found myself back on it, next to Tom who was sitting and waiting."

"But, how are you feeling now? I don't mean only physically, but mentally as well."

"Physically fine, mentally... I'm not sure. It's on periods. Sometimes I want to cry, because of the person that I have to fall in love with, and sometimes I cry.'' I stood up from the bed and went to my closet to pick something more comfortable than the dress I had on. "Great dress, you picked'' I laughed.

Valentina choke.

"Oh, yes. Yeah, uh I couldn't find anything else in the euphoria we- I was in before calling Tom for help.'' She smiled. I looked confused at her as she walked to the door. '' I think I'll go now, I have some work to do.''

''Huh? Did you forget that you have a billionaire mafia husband?''

She rolled her eyes and walked out of my room.

I changed my clothes and went downstairs. As I was about to go into the living room, I saw Tom and Vincent standing face-to-face with each other. Tom was looking my way and he saw me, so as much, as I wanted to escape from that moment, I couldn't.

''I-uh, sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt anything.'' I turned to walk out.

''Stay,'' Tom walked towards me after placing his order, and with every step he took, the air around me seemed to still.

''What do you want?'' I inquired.

''Did you finish your meal?''

''Yes, I did.''

''Good girl, take some rest, I have plans for tomorrow.''

''And what do I have to do with your plans?" I asked confused

''You are my plans.” he smiled “You can go now.''

After leaving the situation that was making me feel uncomfortable, I decided to make myself a warm cup of tea. As I sipped on the hot beverage, I couldn't help but feel the need to escape from my current reality. So, I went outside and sat on the grass, feeling the cold air on my skin. I looked up at the sky and gazed at the endless expanse of stars. It was as if the stars were my only source of comfort in that moment of despair.

As I looked up at the sky, I couldn't help but imagine what my life would have been like if I had the person I loved by my side. I pictured us living in a beautiful house, surrounded by a big lake and many trees. We would have given birth to three beautiful children and watched them grow up into amazing individuals. I even imagined seeing them getting married and starting families of their own.

In my daydream, my loved one and I grew old together, surrounded by our grandkids. We would sit on the porch, watching the sunset, and reminiscing about all the beautiful memories we had created together. It was a world I wished I could live in, but unfortunately, reality had other plans.

As my eyes welled up with tears, I felt the first few drops cascade down my cheeks. The sound of footsteps on the grass caught my attention, and when I turned to look, I was met with the sight of a tall, imposing figure steadily making his way towards me. His form was shrouded in shadows, making it difficult to discern his features, but my heart began to race nonetheless.

Seconds later I could finally see who it was- Tom.

"What are you doing? Why are you standing here outside in the cold at this late hour?"

"Are you like my father or something?" I faced him.

"Go inside. Now!" he ordered.

I slowly got up and straightened my back, I looked at his pure dark eyes and said "Make me, then."

As he smirked, I felt my heart race because I knew he had something in mind. Suddenly, he grabbed my right hand and lifted me. With his strong hands firmly around my legs, he began to walk forward, carrying me with ease.

"Put me down!" I hit his back "Now!"

Despite my repeated attempts to gain his attention, he remained silent. Not a single syllable escaped his lips, nor did any movement or gesture indicate he had heard me at all.

"Tom, I'm talking to you!" I exclaimed.

"Be a good girl and stay still." he calmed me.

As soon as I heard him respond, I stopped hitting his back and just relaxed my hands on it. I felt his heavy footsteps on the ground as he walked back into the big mansion. He opened the door and entered the house.

"Won't I be a little too heavy for you to climb the stairs?" I asked.

"Little bird, you're not even half of the weight I lift at the gym." He answered.

As soon as I saw him, I could tell he was someone who takes fitness seriously. His physique was impressive - his back muscles rippled beneath his shirt, and I could see the definition in his legs through his fitted workout pants. When he wrapped his hands around my legs, I could feel his strength and endurance - it was clear that he had put in countless hours at the gym to build up such resilience, so I wasn't surprised by his answer.

After a minute he opened another door and as soon as I saw my messy bed, I knew it was mine. He put me on the bed and looked at me with a serious face.

"Be ready by 2 pm, okay? I'll wait for you in the garage. My people will pick a dress for you. Now, get some sleep. Good night, princess."

And then, he was outside of my bedroom.