All Chapters of Love me, baby: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

MORGANA FOSTERMorgana: Sorya, we need to talk.Morgana: Please answer me as soon as possible, I need some answers!Sorya hasn't answered me. I'm unhappy and slightly irritated. Everything these days is getting on my nerves. It must be my damn fertile period approaching again.I went upstairs to the bedroom to take a shower and get rid of the tiresome, permeating smell of hospital and 70% alcohol that permeated my body. I'm no longer in control of my life and it's taking my peace away. I stopped in front of the closet looking for a long T-shirt and leggings, grabbed some comfortable cotton lingerie and headed for the shower.The falling water made my body relax a little. I need to take a good look at all the things that are happening. There are the attacks on my life and Ryan's. My romance, stalled by my own head, with Elliot. Nicolas, strangely coming back into my life. What a mess.Long minutes later, I got out of the shower and got dressed. I combed my hair and put on delicate, sim

ELLIOT SHARONI blink awake, feeling my eyelids heavy and slow as the room comes into view. The curtains are drawn. It's still dark inside the room. It's been over a week since I was with Morgana. Every part of me longs for her. The scent of her chocolate perfume is embedded in one of the cushions on my couch. I brought her here. The scent is faint, but it's like having her with me. I can still taste her pussy on my lips, and I confess I'm addicted.I lazily get up, glancing at the clock on the bedside table. It's just past 6:00 a.m. My shift starts in three hours. I head to the bathroom to take care of my morning needs and shower. I step into the shower after brushing my teeth; my morning shower is quick.I come out with a towel wrapped around my waist to look for clothes while I pack my uniform and lab coat into my backpack, along with the usual white shoes. I'm not pleased to be waking up so early, but I'm content enough when my phone buzzes with a message from Morgana. The smile o

MORGANA FOSTERA gust of cold wind blew, making me shiver and tuck my hands into the pockets of my overcoat. A few minutes later, Elliot's car pulls up in front of the property, the headlights a bit too bright, so I shield my eyes.He gives me a satisfying smile as he sees me. I smile back politely. He turns off the car and gets out to open the door. He's wearing a stylish gray suit with a white cotton shirt inside, no tie. His blond hair is neatly combed, and the scent of his woody cologne envelops me completely as he approaches. Elliot comes closer, holding a bouquet of white lilies, which for some reason he knows are my favorites."These are for you," he says, handing me the flowers."They're beautiful, Elliot. Thank you," I reply, feeling slightly moved. I enjoyed receiving flowers, even though I had just discovered this taste."You look stunning!" he says, hugging me. His arms wrap around my waist in a gentle embrace."Thank you!" I respond, feeling my cheeks flush slightly at his

RYAN BURKEAs Morgana walks away from me, I watch her silhouette fade through the door. It's hard to understand why she still insists on avoiding me like this. It's so cruel. I'm sure she knows she's hurting me when she goes out with the doctor.That's fine. I know I haven't been the best of husbands. Far from being a supportive and pleasant person to her all these years. But now, with everything that's happened in the past few months, my whole world revolves around her.I feel a bit pressured and cramped to follow her, but I don't. I just watched her leave, my heart burning in my chest and the voice in my head screaming "go after her."Grumbling discontentedly, I shove my hands into my pockets and head back to my room. I sigh and lament the fact that I let her go to see that doctor. And the fact that she also works with him gnaws at me, but I can't deprive her of having this magical moment in her career at one of Rookgaard's best hospitals. I know how hard it was for her to stay in co

MORGANA FOSTERAlways a little box of surprises. Not always filled with good ones. I feel the air being knocked out of me as he looks around the restaurant. Trembling, I raise my hands and gesture to get his attention before he leaves thinking I gave him the wrong address.He sees me and makes his way to the table as fast as the wind itself. His hair is tousled, and his breath is uneven as if he had been running to get here. His eyes soften when he sees me up close. Elliot withdrew his hand and eyed Ryan with a furious expression."What?" Elliot asked, annoyed. "Did you lose something with me?"Ryan raised an eyebrow at him and scoffed. "Nothing," he replied sharply and turned to me. "Why didn't you wait for me at the door?"I roll my eyes, dissatisfied. "Humph," I exhale, laughing softly in the background. Elliot shrugged and chuckled behind his napkin as he wiped his mouth."Outside was more dangerous than in here, Mr. Burke," I say, pouting and looking at him with pleading eyes. "Or