Chapter 23 - He's not that bad(2)

She's sleeping like a baby in bedroom. I can't stop looking at her. I know I don't have good intentions regarding her but still I'm loving the moment. Thanks to the morphine that she is resting peacefully otherwise she might have started a fight with me for staring at her. In my life I had never wanted anyone this badly .

I felt bad for her situation, I'm responsible for all this. But it wouldn't be happening if she she happily become agreed to my wish. I will not hurt her and I even don't want to. But by hook or crook.. I want her. I had got strucked on her. I want to kiss this Sleeping Beauty but I can't... I will stay on my words. Get well soon sweetie.. I can't wait much longer. I let her rest and left for work.

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It feels like I was sleeping for so long. On opening my eyes ,found it unfamiliar room .But I got panicked on looking at the silkrobe I m wearing. Someone changed my clothes. 'Please God it must be a lady. ' I thought in my mind. After getting freshen up I decided to look for food coz I'm starving right now and also I need to change the dressing or it would be more appropriate to say that I need to find someone to change my dressing or to take me to hospital.

As I get out of the room I turn to face stairs, -"hellloooo, is there anyone? "Upon hearing this I heared a voice and I looked for the person she is a middle aged lady who gave me bright smile, -"you are up mam,?.. I hope you have rested well. You must be hungry!!! have your meal mam. I have cooked a healthy food concerning your health. "

I nodded and followed her and start eating the food. She inquired me from head to toe. After feeling a constant glance I stopped for a while and checked myself. Then I realized that there might be two reason for this,...first- because I'm wearing a nightrobe which bȧrėly covers my thɨġhs..... second- I'm eating like an uncivilized refugee. But who gives a shit to these things when it comes to satisfy the appetite.

After I was done, -"MAM could you please help me to get me clothes.. I need to leave. " She looked at me, -"Mam your dress was damaged while you faced the accident. Mr. Walton had made me brought clothes for you, which are in your closet.. And about leaving..... Sorry mam, but you are not allowed to leave.