Chapter 19：Racking my brain

My eyes peeled open to reveal the blistering daylight. As soon as I tried to lift my head from the pillow, it feels like my brain was being squeezed internally and a combination of dizziness and nausea hits me like a ton of bricks. My body was experiencing a mini withdrawal from the alcohol that I'd consumed last night.

However, I don't remember what happened after I drank the Rum that Silas offered me. It was so strong that my brain still hurts as I rack my brain to recall the memories of last night, but only gets some broken pieces like....Silas was being a bastard and then Roman showed up out of nowhere.

Was he mad at me after that?

God! I want to remember everything that happened last night after leaving the club?

"Thank goodness, you're up." Stella exclaimed with a concerned tone, "How're you feeling by the way? Does your head still hurting?"

"I'm feeling like someone's smashing my head so brutally and continuously without even resting a bit." I groaned, pressing my temples.

"Poor girl." She took something from bedside table and returned back with a glass of water in one hand and a bottle of tylenol in other. "Here. Take this. Master Roman has made sure that you must take these pills as soon as you wake up."

I grabbed the glass and some pills from her that she'd been taken out from the bottle and gulped the whole water after shoving the pills into my mouth.

"Where's Roman?" I asked after swallowing the pills.

"At his office. Obviously." She shrugged nonchalantly as she drew the glass back from my hand and smoothly placed it on the table.

"Office? Isn't it too soon?" I quizzed.

My eyes widened and I was dumbfounded when I glanced at the alarm clock and realised that I'd been sleeping for more than a half day.

I groaned in annoyance as I smelled myself. "I stink. I definitely need a shower."

"You're right. You stink like a rotten egg." Stella agreed, crinkling her nose and I pouted. "Go freshen up. I'll get ready your clothes."

Nodding, I got up and walked into the bathroom like a zombie.

I let out a sigh of disappointment as I looked myself in the mirror. I was a mess and reflecting an image as if I were a caveman. My mascara was completely smudged, smearing under my eyes and hair was looking like a bird's nest.

What have I done this time?

Oh god, what if I've done dirty things with Roman like making out with him at the back of his car or straddling over his lap?

No. I can't do this even if I was drunk. Nevertheless, I can't be so sure about that.

Oh my god! What if I've given him a blow job.

Don't think like this, Flora. You can't go this far.

After brushing my teeth thoroughly, I slipped out of my dress and stepped into shower. Every single drop of warm water was caressing my silky skin, lightning my mood and relaxing my body.

'He needs to consummate with you'

Freya's concerned voice was echoing in my head.

'I don't think I'll ever be able to see my Roman again'

I turned off the shower and stood there for awhile wondering about what should I do now.

Once Roman and I will have sex then the bond we share will break according to Freya, and if that happens then we can go on our separate ways once the physical attraction we have would be diminished.

I'll be able to continue my education whereas Roman will be able to sleep with anyone he pleases without guilt.

I have to do this if I want to get back the things that they used to be. I'll be able to do whatever I want, I'll be free once the bond breaks.

Roman will be Roman himself.

His mother will get her son back.

While I'll get my life back.

It'll be a win-win for all of us!

Shrugging the bathrobe, I stepped out of the bathroom and let out a breath as I glanced over the dress that Stella had chosen for me.

Break the leg Flora, you can do this.

After slipping into a white v neck long sleeves mini dress, I blow dried my hair and headed downstairs for dinner.

Freya and Stella were already there when I walked into the dining room, however, Roman and Adele were missing.

Suddenly, I felt a burning feeling in my chest and my hands automatically turned into fists as I remembered the night when I accidentally saw both of them having wild sex in his office's desk.

"Oh, Flora. How are you feeling, honey?" Freya asked in concerning tone as she got up from the seat and approached to me.

I plastered a smile, "Better."

Her brows furrowed as if she was trying to study something on my face and said, "But it doesn't seem like you're better. I can smell red you know and right now You're looking red." Touching my forehead with the back of her hand she frowned, "You've got a fever."

I checked myself to confirm if I'd really had a fever and immediately found out that she was right. I'd really had a fever.

I let her make me sit on the chair and then she ordered Stella to bring antipyretic for me that she immediately took out from nowhere and I wondered if she used to be a doctor or may be a nurse.

"I'm fine Freya, trust me." I assured her and I was totally fine but a little tired.

She was staring at me with concerning eyes and furrowed brows when I bit my lip and finally asked her, "Where is Roman? Isn't he home yet from his office?"

Her eyes filled up with amusement and a satisfying smile spread on her mouth, "Don't worry, honey. He'll be home soon. He must be busy in a meeting or rather some other office work."

I hope he would be.

I reluctantly nodded and chewed my inner cheek before quizzing about Adele as I realised that I hadn't seen her since a week or something.

"Umm....where's Adele by the way?"

Before heading back on her seat she responded with averting her eyes, "She left all of a sudden few days ago."

After knowing that she had left her job I was happy, because I wouldn't have to seen her face again.

She was a bitch.

And now I'm relaxed that wherever she is, she isn't with Roman.