Chapter 19: Acceptance 

Chapter 19: Acceptance

Alena Fleur

How could I like Elian? He was a freaking murderer! He was a mafia leader! He was my rude boss!

No way, it was absolutely impossible.

My heart definitely didn't flutter when he handed me my espresso every morning. It most definitely didn't race whenever we were alone and he was close to me. It surely also didn't skip a beat when he smiled. I obviously didn't ogle his body when he worked out in the gym. I certainly didn't stare at his lips in the middle of conversations. I clearly didn't want him to stay longer with me anytime we had to part.

Those were just delusions my periods caused.

Now, after five days, my periods were over, and I wasn't going to care a single bit about Elian—

"Ouch!"

I ran to the kitchen to find Elian hissing in pain. "What happened?"

"I touched the bowl without wearing gloves," he said, motioning at the microwave where he was supposed to be heating up our lunch.

"You're only clumsy when you're stressed out, so tell me, Elian,