I watched the sunset, the food they had brought in going cold. I was feeling extremely weak and rather hot inside, but something else was driving me rather than the leisure of health. I swallowed hard, my chest lightly heaving, my eyes wide.Slowly, I stood up. I didn't have a lot of presentable clothes, but the black dress and the blue dress that Vector had given me were still sitting there, with my other things.I weakly stood up from the edge of the bed and walked to the dresser. To my surprise, it was now equipped with all sorts of things, from combs to dryers and rollers. On top of the dresser was the phone Vector had talked about.I gave a small sigh and sat down, then combed my hair down, then curled the edges. I brushed up my face and used a light pink lipstick, and it helped in hiding just how pale I was.I slowly wore the black dress, then watched myself in the mirror. I didn't need the jewellery or shoes. It looked perfect the way it was, and I swallowed, my chest lightly h
I woke up to the hushed tones of someone talking above me. My head felt damp and heavy, and my chest slightly heaved with a weakness that ran deep into my bones. My body felt warm, and I opened my heavy lids, my brows furrowing, and I took in my surroundings.It was dark except for the evening lights, and the massive chandelier right above me caused me to feel a little dizzy.I sighed and cupped my forehead, small breaths escaping my lips. "Red?" My eyes drifted down, and Vector was sitting next to me, his brows draw, his expression neutral."Vec...""Don't say a word." He turned away from me. "What is wrong with her?"I turned to the man Vector was addressing. He was dressed like a doctor, alright, but he had a tattoo on both arms. It was rather confusing."She needs to rest. She is malnourished and has a very high fever. I would recommend that she stay in bed for a while."Vector nodded. "Anything else?"The doctor shook his head. "How about you? Have you had any symptoms of relap
I couldn't make much sense of anything else, my eyes gradually becoming heavy, my chest heaving. I felt sick, and slowly, I let myself drift off to the sleep that had clouded around me for a while. I was half conscious when Vector got out of the bathroom, a towel around his waist. His vision was mostly blurred, and I think I must have smiled in my sleep drunken state.I could vaguely see him as he came around to me, then fixed my sleeping position and pulled the sheets around me. His scent filled the air between us, and my palm still remembered the sensation of touching his silky, damp skin.My eyes fluttered open and close as he fixed the sheets, then gently moved his hand away from me and walked away. I sighed, heaving, my eyes finally closing. That was all he would ever be. A distant dream. A silhouette that was forever walking away from me.With a final sigh of exasperation, I fell into a dreamless sleep, my hand leaving my head to slowly fall beside me with a thump.The night fe
"Vector, you are going to...""Shh. It's too early."I swallowed, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment as he helped me unto the edge of the bath, then ran warm water into the large tub. I took the time to look around the bath. It was as big as two of the servant's rooms put together. It had a massive bathtub right in the middle. It was a shiny white, and there was a large shower cubicle on the right.I swallowed and turned to Vector. He was testing the water with his hands, and then he turned to me."I... uhm, everything looks so white and..."He said nothing and walked away towards the large cupboard. It held an array of bath soaps, salts, bath bombs, and everything else. He pulled a few, then slowly walked bath to the tub. I watched as he dropped them in, and before long, the vibrant scent started to fill the bath.The most beautiful thing, however, was the colour. The bath turned a bright red. He stepped away, then turned to me."Do you need help stripping?"I opened my mouth. "No
I took my time savouring the feel of Vector's words, of his lips, the one time his tongue had touched my neck. I gave a sigh as I reached for the clothes and got dressed, my eyes glazed, my mind was rather fuzzy. It all felt like some sort of dream, and even the cramps that kept attacking my stomach and weakening my legs could not make me snap out of my daze. I finished dressing and sat on the bed again, then closed my eyes, mentally preparing myself for the stairs. My stomach felt awful, and even though the fever itself was gone, I knew those stairs would be a hassle.I sighed, then stood up and started to walk to the door. I reached for the knob and opened it, but Vector was right in front of it, his back turned to me, his phone to his ear.It was slowly brightening up outside, and I stopped there, watching him. I couldn't register anything he was saying, as it was in fluent Spanish, and my father never really let me learn too much, just Italian.But I knew what muñeca meant. Doll.
I ate slowly, grabbing what I could. The fever was almost gone now, and the cramps were much better, but Vector stuck around like a magnet, his eyes watching me keenly.I sighed for at least the tenth time, then looked up. His eyes were hooded, almost sleepy as he watched me, taking me in like it was the first time he was meeting me."I am half your age, Vector."He laughed. "Not quite, but even better."I felt a deep blush rise in my cheeks, and I quickly turned away, my hand coming to rest on my chest. I avoided him for the rest of the meal, and soon enough, I was done with it.I stood up, my hands grabbing the edge of the table. "Thank you for the meal."He raised a brow. "We are going somewhere."I stopped and turned to him. "Where?""Just sit back. I will get ready and come down."I swallowed and obediently took my seat again while he left his, grabbing his phone off the table as he walked away. "Is she pregnant or something? Look at the way she is shamelessly dangling in his ar
Vector joined me in the car much later, and I immediately turned away, my body responding to him like I was a dog in heat. Luckily for me, he didn't pull his endless stunts, and let me be while he was on the phone with someone else. I leaned over, my hand grabbing my stomach as the cramps intensified. The car was too small for me to lie down, and I swallowed, my eyes closing tightly, my chest heaving as the pain filled me up."Red?"I turned to Vector. He had the phone away from his ear, his brows furrowed. "Please don't," I said, sighing. "It hurts."Vector said nothing and pulled the phone to him again. "Te llamo más tarde. Tengo algo importante que atender."I turned to him, my brows furrowing. I wasn't good, but I could pick out what he had said, mostly. He would call back later as he had something important to attend to."What are you..."He moved, then tapped on his thigh. "Lie down."I met his eyes. "We are not cosy."He raised a brow. "I will force you."I bit down on my lip
I stirred a little, my lips parting against something warm and soft. My eyes fluttered, and for some reason, my lips parted even more. I leaned further, my hands wrapping over whatever it was I was sleeping on. I moved my head a bit, my eyes slowly opening as I tried to examine what it was exactly."Quite flattering that even in your sleep, you want to taste me."I sprang upwards, my eyes wide, my hand coming to cover my lips. Apparently, I had been kissing Vector's neck, and I swallowed, my cheeks heating up in embarrassment. "V.. Vector."He raised a brow. "Did you leave a hickey?"I bit down on my lip, then slowly raised my eyes to his neck. Sure enough, there was a bright red spot, one that I couldn't remember leaving.I met his eyes, and they were unreadable. Almost shielded."It was... just a little."Amusement filled his eyes before he nodded, then turned away. "Let's go."I turned around, just noticing that the car had not been moving. I turned. The driver was not in the car
Vector was in bed, and I slowly leaned to him, my lips gently kissing his forehead. He gave a small smile and turned to me, his eyes slowly meeting mine."Aren't you going out today?"He shook his head. "She called me dada. She obviously wants me to stay home."I broke into a laugh. "That little traitor. Betraying me like that."He pulled me in. "I could call you baby whenever you want."I broke into a laugh, my eyes darting to the sleeping child. She was just six months old, and she was closer to Vector than ever. She even took after his beautiful, different colored eyes, and I was convinced that my genes hadn't even tried at all.I kissed his forehead again, then smiled. "Everyone is coming for dinner today. Get ready, okay?""Yes, ma'am."I broke into a smile, stealing one more kiss from him, before I walked away. We spent the evening downstairs with everyone. Dad, who was more than excited to be a grandfather and was even taking lessons, Rose, who took every chance to touch Victor
I woke up naked in bed, and Vector wasn't by my side either. I turned, my eyes squinting, my chest heaving as I took the room in. There was no sign of the shower. I turned to my left, and a bouquet of roses was sitting there, with a letter hanging out from it. I broke into a smile, then sat up, grabbing the letter, a smile lighting up my lips."Come meet me in the below address in an hour. I love you."My brows furrowed as I looked down at the address, my chest heaving. I jumped out of bed, then swiftly went to the shower. I checked the time on my phone. I hadn't realized it was past twelve already, but anyone would understand how much I needed my first worry free sleep in so long. In forever. Slowly, I chose a dress, then put my hair up in a ponytail. It was a cute, flowery sun dress, and I twirled around in it for a bit, my smile big.Manuel was waiting in the car when I got down, and something about his smile made me feel like he knew what was going on but simply won't tell me.I
I wrapped Vector's jacket around me as the doctor gave us instructions to take care of the wound. Vector nodded slowly, but his eyes held mine, and I wondered if he ever actually did listen to the doctor. Manuel followed the doctor and finished with the remaining discharge processes, and I stayed back with Vector, who was finally falling asleep, fatigue, lack of sleep, and the pain catching up with him."We can go now," Manuel announced, coming up to us. I went to Vector's side, then wrapped his arm around me, while Manuel did the same to his left. That way, we got him out of the hospital and to the car. I got in the back with him, then gently adjusted him to lie on my lap, my fingers slowly pushing through his hair, my smile small.He was now weak, and it didn't take him long to fall asleep, his eyes closing gradually. I leaned to kiss his forehead, and he gave a weak smile before he finally fell asleep. The ride this time was slow, and I actually got to breathe. I watched the sig
Manuel cut through the teeming traffic as he drove us at top speed to the hospital. My heart was in my throat by the time we got to the hospital, my eyes darting fearfully between the outside environment and Vector, who was now motionless.Manuel got out, then came around and opened the door. I got out first, and he leaned, then slowly brought Vector out of the car. I ran to support him, and we walked into the hospital with Vector between us.They immediately brought a stroller, and we lay Vector on it. We followed behind them as they wheeled him to the operating room."It appears to be a gunshot wound, " one of the doctors said, adjusting his gloves. "Do you have a police report?"I swallowed. Tears were running down my cheeks now, and I wasn't even sure how to control it. They wanted to wait another ten minutes to bring that man to give a police report even when my Vector wasn't even moving anymore?I turned. Vector's gun was still in my hand, and I sucked in a deep breath, my eyes
I gasped as Vector gave a small smile, his eyes darkening as he got progressively angrier. Slowly, he cracked his gun, then slowly moved Don Lucian's head, his voice low with a murderous darkness behind it. "Let's try, then.""Vector," I said, but before the word could get out of my mouth, a van I recognized drove into the port and then parked. I turned, just as my real father was brought out at gun point, his eyes wide, his hands brought up in a surrender."Dad!" I screamed, and it distracted Vector momentarily, causing Don Lucian to swing for the chance he got.He immediately grabbed me by the neck, forcing me to his body, a wicked laugh escaping his lips, his eyes thin with evil."You fool, you really thought you could outsmart me? How about living the rest of your life like that bastard pining for your Rose?""Red," Vector said, his eyes wide. I could immediately see his resolve weakening, fear flashing in his eyes. Manuel ran out, his chest heaving. "Don't shoot!"Vector blinke
I nodded, my breath hitching in my throat. The cars stopped, and for a short while, no one came out of them. I held my breath, then turned to Vector, whose eyes were thin now, his fingers clasped into each other.Slowly, the first car opened, and I watched as Don Lucian walked out of the car, his eyes thin. His eyes took in the port before it landed on Jonas' dead body.He looked up, and in the blink of an eye, the other cars he had come with opened up, armed men trooping out immediately, surrounding us.Vector gave a small chuckle, his eyes becoming a lot thinner. I know what that meant. He was getting even angrier."Deploy the men," Vector said, and I watched as the place was slowly covered by even more men, armed to the core, their guns aimed towards Don Lucian's men.Don Lucian looked cornered, his eyes wide and filled with rage. Manuel slowly came out of his car, his gun held tight and ready to shoot."Have you missed us? Don?"Don Lucian met Manuel's eyes, and he swallowed, clen
The ride was silent, and Vector called once to make sure I was on my way. He spoke to the driver, and I leaned back, my chest heaving. All of it was so nerve-wracking, and I needed to see the end to this. Has there been some sort of change in plans? Was there some sort of problem?Suddenly, the car stopped. I turned around, and Vector's car was parked by the aide. My eyes thinned as I watched the car. Slowly, he rolled down the glass, and Vector's face slowly came into view.He had a small smile and a cigar between his lips, his eyes dark. I broke into a smile and went out of the car, without waiting for him to come to me.I went into the car, and he broke into a laugh as I lunged myself into him, smile big, my chest heaving hard. He wrapped his hands around me, his lips blessing every inch of my skin available to him. My face, my lips, my neck, my shoulders, the tops of my breasts, my fingers, my arms.I guess he felt the same emptiness I had all night long."Fuck, I missed you," he
I lay in bed, my eyes watching the bright chandelier. I had lost track of time, and I just lay there. Halfway across the city to Vector, and another part of me just laying here, waiting for something, anything. Needing something to tell me that Vector was okay.A knock came on my door, and I turned to it, my eyes slowly blinking. Hillary poked her head in, then gave me a small smile as she caught my eyes."I thought you would be alone. Manuel told me they were leaving."I nodded, then slowly sat up. My phone was lying on the bedside drawer, and I sighed, watching it. There was nothing."Are you okay?"I nodded slowly. "You?""Ibam fine. Could you lend me one of your clothes, please? We are the same size and I really need to go somewhere."I nodded, forcing myself to sit up, my chest slightly heaving. I got out of bed, then slowly led her to the wardrobe. I let her choose, and she picked the simplest one, just something that looked rather plain."Is that really what you want?" I asked,
Vector closed the door and turned back to me, a small smile on his face. He leaned to me, his fingers gently massaging my scalp. "You should rest. I will be back."I shook my head, sitting up, my chest slightly heaving. "I will dress up and come downstairs. This involves me as much as it does you."He nodded, kissing me hard, his grip on my face almost desperate. He pulled away, then kissed around my face again, his eyes closed.I could hear the silent prayer in those kisses. I could tell he was nervous. He never really was, but now, because I was there, because I was a weakness, he had no other option.He was scared, just as I was. This could go either way, and this story could end with me losing him. This story could come to an end with me standing above him. I would hate for that to happen.I got out of bed, then slowly dressed up in comfortable shorts and a large sweatshirt. Soon enough, we went downstairs where Manuel was, with a group of armed men.His eyes were thin, and ever