Chapter 92: People don't want to be changed

But Alan kept the glass and laptop aside thinking about Aria. He wanted to check on her if she was fine. He never left her alone until she falls asleep especially when she cried so he couldn't rest at ease without knowing.

Eva opened the door for him in surprise. Alan asked emotionlessly, "Aria?"

Eva moved aside for him to enter as she replied, "She is tossing on the bed."

Alan nodded and went to the bedroom to see Aria leaning on headboard using her mobile, "Is it time to play on your mobile?"

Aria turned to see Alan leaning on the door frame. She smiled and called, "I'm checking pictures. I have your pictures too, see..."

Alan ignored her who wasn't least bit of sleepy and her swollen eyes were still very obvious. He turned to Eva who was silently smiling looking at them. "Ms.Miller, will you be comfortable alone in the villa? Or shall I call Noah or Isaac to rest in the living hall?"

Eva was astounded and looked at Aria. The latter was confused hence she looked towards Alan, "What's wrong?"

Eva controlled smiling and teasing, "Young Master Morgan, you can take Arrie. I'm fine alone."

"Wait! What?" Aria bearly finished, Alan pulled her out of the bed as he instructed Eva, "Ms.Miller, don't open the door for strangers and lock it properly. Keep your mobile on and call me if anything."

"Sure, I will be careful." Eva responded and gave flying kisses to Aria who was asking, 'Alan! Where are you taking me? Alan!'

Alan ignored her question and left after Eva locked the main door. Aria pouted in displeasure and followed him. Seeing him take her to his villa, she went in and sat with him on the couch.

Alan had to reply to an email hence he continued his work. Aria was bored after five minutes and sipped the juice which was on the table. After a few sips, "Why is this soo sweet?" She kept it back disliking it.

Alan asked as he worked, "Why did you order juice at this time?"

Aria replied nonchalantly, "I didn't order. I don't drink juice at night."

Alan paused and pointed at the glass, "Didn't you order this juice?"

"Nope." Aria replied without noticing Alan's change in expression.

She continued to read the file on his laptop which was about the subsidiary clothing brand. "Don't we have five brands? Why are we opening one more? A new label would be fine instead of a brand... What's wrong? Alan!"

Alan didn't answer and called a number as he took her to the bathroom. Aria didn't like Alan taking her here and there without saying why he was doing.

Alan instructed on mobile, "Reach my villa now." He hung up and pushed the mobile to his pocket seeing Aria sulking.

Understanding the reason he explained patiently, "The juice you drank was sent by unknown. The waiter dropped it here in your name. So you have to throw up for the safer side."

Aria confusedly asked, "Why will anybody send in my name?... Spiked?" She analyzed quickly. Alan would never say no if she sends and the instigator used her name.

"Did you drink?" Aria asked right after her previous question.

Alan shook his head and asked her to vomit. Aria sent him out first and threw up before going out.

Alan sent the juice for testing, asked to send a doctor and investigate it by the time she came out.

Aria rubbed her belly and laid on the couch as she spoke about the juice, "So if I wasn't here, you would have drunk the juice thinking I sent it. what if the juice was really spiked and it's noxious? Even though I'm not feeling anything, it may react slowly."

Alan pinched her cheek making her whine and spoke, "I'm here. Be good."

Aria again failed to pinch his cheek for avenging. Then she was reading a file in the laptop, Alan covered her eyes, "Give rest to your brain."

Aria felt like biting him as punishment. "Empty mind is devil's workshop."

Alan nonchalantly replied, "Think about me and sleep."

Aria turned a shade of pink. She tried to get up but Alan gently pressed her head back on his lap controlling his curling lip.

Aria looked at his chiseled jawline and blushed to realize she was actually thinking about him.

Soon the doctor came and checked on her. He made her take ipecac syrup to clean up her stomach by vomiting completely making her weak. He administered IV before leaving.

"President Morgan, the patient is completely fine. There isn't any reaction related to the use of drugs." The doctor wanted to say Alan must be overreacting but he didn't dare say seeing his impassive cold face.

Alan sent him and went to the bedroom to see paled Aria on the bed. He kissed on her forehead, "I'm sorry, I wasn't cautious."

Aria smiled, "It's good that you brought me here and got to know, else you would have tried it. Am I not fine now? Relax."

He rubbed her head fondly and heard her say, "Since we are fine, I will go and sleep. You should rest too."

Alan rolled her in the duvet, "You are sleeping here."

Aria didn't know whether to cry or laugh seeing duvet around her. She couldn't understand how easily he controls her. "The couch isn't even my height? We can't sleep on it." She meant to say either she or he can't sleep.

Alan turned on dim light as he turned off the main lights and closed curtains. "Then we will sleep on the bed."

Aria sat up straight and yelled his name, "Alan!" The villa had only one room and one bed.

Alan pursed his lips to a thin line knowing what she was thinking. He played along going near her. "Weren't you asking me if I would love to wake up each day next to you? I'm just doing that."

Aria widened her eyes in shock, "I... I..." She crawled away as he went near. She knew she had asked it but it would be after marriage which would be after many more years.

Alan knocked on her head, "Dummy!"

"I'm not." Aria rubbed her head looking at him cautiously. She wanted to think as he was pulling her leg but seeing him settle in the room, she knew he was sleeping on the bed.

Alan's soothing voice sounded as he laid her on the bed looking at her widened eyes, "Sleeping together doesn't have to mean I will take you. I meant to be around you for a night. Hold you in my arms when you sleep, cuddle you and at last kiss your forehead when you fall asleep in my arms like a kid."

He kissed on her forehead and saw her looking relaxed and content. He laid down after covering her with the duvet.

Aria raised her head in his embrace, "Were you really single before me?"

Her mellifluous tone was very soothing to hear. He hummed closing his eyes.

After contemplating, she covered him with the same duvet before snuggling to his warm embrace.

Alan was very much surprised.

He had heard Isaac say 'Accept her for where she is on her journey by respecting her choices. People don't want to be changed, they want to be loved. And that love gives them the strength and support to transform themselves.'

He felt Isaac was very talented.

He hugged kissing on her crown fondly and both drifted off to sleep.