Rodrigo PovI sat behind Hillary as I helped her dry her hair. “Your hair is so beautiful.” I complimented her, and I earned a giggle from her. “Thank you.” “I like it when you don't put it in a bun.” “Mm really?” “Yes, you look like a princess when it's down, not that you aren't a princess already, but you look like a Disney princess when it's down.” She laughed at my statement. “You're just adorable.” She said through giggles. “Adorable huh? Can an adorable person make you hit such high notes when fucking?” She suddenly coughed and cleared her throat. I leaned closer to her ear and left wet kisses there, then I travelled to her neck, biting and sucking to leave hickeys. Yes, I wanted everyone to see my bite marks.“Ouch, Rodrigo stop biting so hard.” She yelped. “Yes, Princess.” I started kissing her gently and moved my hand to her boobs, then she immediately got up.“Stop, we have to go.” She said with a flushed face and a smile crept to my face.We both finished dressing, a
Hillary Pov I couldn't contain my joy at how Rodrigo placed Paloma in her right place. The girl was getting on my nerves, and I wanted to smack her. My stomach was twisting and turning as I stood by him. He tightened his grip around my waist. “Don't take what she said to heart. That was before I met you.” Mrs Sango approached us, and I felt like tearing her face off in front of everyone. Jeez, I'm starting to think like Rodrigo. “Rodrigo, so nice of you to join us. Come greet your father.” Her tone was bubbly. “Drop the gross act and apologise to Hillary.” His voice was commanding. Mrs Sango cleared her throat and faced me. I wish I could slap her. “I'm sorry, I was out of my mind. Do forgive me.” She said with a sad face while clutching my hands.Rodrigo immediately pushed her away from me. “Don't touch her with those filthy hands.” He uttered in pure disgust. “Rodrigo,” I whispered to him, and he stopped talking. We walked away from her and proceeded to meet his father. We ga
Hillary Pov My heart wouldn't stop thumping at the sight of him. He was leaning on the door while smiling at me.That creepy smile he always gave me whenever he was about to abuse me. My lips quivered in fear.“I've been so lonely ever since you left, honey; there hasn't been a day I wouldn't think of you.” I remained frozen at where I was.“Why didn't you come back? Or were you scared I'd kill you?” I was terrified as I just stared at him, and he laughed hysterically. He stepped back from the door, folding his arms across his chest. "Come on, I was merely kidding. I was never going to pull that trigger. You know how much I love you.” He said with a smug grin on his.“What...do you want?” I finally managed to say it through a trembling voice. His smile faded. “What do I want? I think you know what I mean, honey.” He started taking steps towards me. My head became clouded, and I instantly felt dizzy, but I held myself up. I can't always cower to him. I need to stand up for myself.
Rodrigo Pov I peeled him off Hillary and hit him countless times. The more I hit, the more blood spewed out, but I didn't stop. “Rodrigo, we need to take Hillary to the hospital!” Fabio yelled to draw my attention. I let go of the scumbag and he collapsed on the floor. I immediately carried Hillary in a bridal style and dashed out of the event. Everyone stared and murmured as I took her away, but I ignored them. I was driving at full speed and swerving through cars. "Hillary, don't worry, you'll be fine," I whispered, holding on to the driving wheel. I put my palm up to my face to feel the warm liquid there.“Tears?” Why am I crying? I never knew something, or someone could make me cry. I wiped it off with the back of my hand and arrived at the hospital. I got out hurriedly and carried Hillary inside. The nurses immediately approached with a gurney, and she was placed on it and wheeled to the emergency room. “Sir, you cannot come in, sir. Please, you can not come in.” The young
Hillary Pov I opened my eyes and realised that it was in the evening; my supposed husband was nowhere to be seen, and relief washed over me.He can't fool me. My attention shifted to the storybook beside me, and I reluctantly took it. My head suddenly spun, and I heard a loud ringing. I dropped the book and winced in pain as I clutched my head.Weird images started appearing in my head. In the images, I was holding a man in almost all of them. I fell from my bed and crawled on the floor. I couldn't see anything, I tried to help myself up, but my body was weak. I heard the door open, and the person yelled my name before carrying me back on the bed.I tried to open my eyes but couldn't. I felt his rough yet gentle hand on my face as he caressed me. He started apologising. Why is he doing that?I couldn't hold on much longer and blacked out. “Hillary, I love you.” “What?” I tried to see the man in front of me, but he was covered by darkness. “Who are you?” “Hillary, don't leave me.”
Rodrigo pov Hillary fell asleep during the entire ride home. I kept on stealing glances at her, I couldn't control my joy over the fact that she was all better now. She's a brave and strong woman. She held on then, and she did the same this time around. We arrived home and I carried her upstairs. Her roses were still with her. I made Greta prepare a hot bath for her. I tapped her nose lightly until she opened her eyes. “Hey love, you need a bath, I'll help you come on.” She yawned and stretched. “Stay away from me, you pervert.” She uttered in a sleepy voice, and I couldn't help but laugh. I peeled off her clothing and carried her into the tub. She blinked slowly as I cleaned her up. Her hand travelled to my face, and she caressed my cheek. “You're so beautiful.” She said slowly, I chuckled at her statement. “I'm a boy.” “Boys can be beautiful, and you are one.” She argued. I smiled and nodded in agreement. "Are you aware of my love for you?" I'm not sure if it was from the
Hillary pov I went to the kitchen to make myself a cup of tea. “Ma'am, do you need something?” Greta entered with her pyjamas. “No, Greta, I can manage; you can go back to bed.” “Are you sure?” “Yes, I'm sure.” “Call me if you need me.” She left after I nodded. I was feeling uneasy. Rodrigo has been attacked so many times. What if it happens again? No, I shouldn't think like that. I grabbed my tea and sipped it slowly. I paced up and down and kept staring at the huge clock on the wall. “2:23 am” and he's still not back. He told me not to worry, but how could I possibly do that? How could I do that when he's literally on a dangerous quest? I fidgeted with my fingers, sipping my tea to no avail, I waited for his arrival. “Maybe I need something to distract me.” I made my way to our room and grabbed the latest book he got me. I returned to the living room and tried my best to distract myself. “Fifty Shades of Grey is one heck of a book.” It's just weird how people term this
Rodrigo Pov Hillary is very weird today, and she keeps zoning out. It's like she's living. I'm her old world up in her head.I can't even tell if she's actually ready to meet Yoshim. “I'm ready.” She appeared in front of me. I nodded and opened the door, and she walked out. We got inside the car and I sat there for a moment. “Is something bothering you?” Her soft voice echoed in my ear.“No, I'm fine; you're fine too, right?” She nodded. I started the car and started driving off. I hope she doesn't regret this.Hillary Pov The whole ride was filled with silence. Why did I even tell him this? I'm not ready at all. How does he think I'm ready to meet a man who tortured me my whole life?”I nibbled on my lower lip nervously. I can't deny the fact that I need this. How long will I wait?I need to have closure, and I need to be bold.“We're here,” Rodrigo spoke while unbuckling his seat belt. He got down and opened the door for me. “Are you sure about this? If you're not, we can just t