No one is allowed into my room. Malachi wasn’t joking when he said he wanted to keep a close watch on me. The same cleaner has been mopping the hallway outside for the past hour and a half and I think everyone can tell from the amount of muscle work he has going on, that he is not a cleaner.No one
I sniff, “I’m sure Malachi is bribing the whole hospital for this to happen. He shouldn’t have the power to mess with my life like this.”My voice wavers on the verge of tears but I push it back down. Bridget pats me consolingly and offers what I think she believes are kind words, “It’s not so bad
Malachi’s pov.“Mr Finn, your meeting starts in the next ten minutes.”I ignore the voice and at the continued existence of the owner of that voice in my office, I raise my eyes to look at her. She leaves immediately.I should have her fired. Anyone stupid enough to believe that since my wife was o
Antonia’s pov.I can’t stop thinking about the fact that Bridget is out there, making my dream happen while I'm laying on the bed in here, unable to leave the room. I can’t even use my phone. I have no reception.I begin to pray.Everyone prays sometimes. It just depends on what you believe in. My g
Liam speaks in that whispery tone again, “I think your absence has changed something in him, Antonia.Please, just try to give him what he wants. For all our sakes.”I want to laugh in his face.Liam is one of the few employees I'm actually on semi-speaking terms with, and I know what he means when
Malachi’s eyes roam whatever open skin i have showing right now, and then his eyes land on a particular area. That area just beneath my chin and above my stomach. “What the hell!”Malachi brings his attention back to my face and i see amusement in his eyes as i scramble to cover myself up properly.
Malachi’s gaze is hot and heavy on my skin. His attention is rapt, and the look on his face is stone-cold as he watches me.“What do you think you’re doing, Antonia?”Malachi’s voice is husky and dark, so I know he likes what he sees. It’s more than me knowing it even. I can feel it.Malachi’s atten
“I can see your nipples through this nightgown, Antonia. Tell me, are you starving yourself because you want to seduce me, or is there another agenda for bringing me here tonight?” I don’t know why, but Malachi’s question seems to drain the magic out of everything all of a sudden. Or maybe not…M