Antonia’s pov.I can’t stop thinking about the fact that Bridget is out there, making my dream happen while I'm laying on the bed in here, unable to leave the room. I can’t even use my phone. I have no reception.I begin to pray.Everyone prays sometimes. It just depends on what you believe in. My grandma was Catholic. She took me to church when she could whenever she went.I begin to beg my grandma, asking her to take a little stroll up the streets of heaven and speak to God for me. He must see what Malachi is doing and he must know it isn’t fair.I just need a bit of a break.The door flies with a sudden slam against the wall. My tongue flies into my throat and fear grips me. What’s happening?Malachi’s assistant Liam comes in, panting by the doorside. He checks his watch and then looks over to the security camera on the wall. Liam has been Malachi’s assistant for as long as I have, and at some point I hated him. I really disliked the way he treated me.It didn’t take long to figu
Malachi’s eyes roam whatever open skin i have showing right now, and then his eyes land on a particular area. That area just beneath my chin and above my stomach. “What the hell!”Malachi brings his attention back to my face and i see amusement in his eyes as i scramble to cover myself up properly. I didn’t know the hospital gown could ride so low on my shoulders. I changed into a very light innerwear earlier because the feeling of the scratchy fabric seemed to be irritating my skin.“You’re going to act like you had no idea that thing was riding so low on your shoulders, or that you wore that sheer silk thing you know i like.”Malachi sounds bored, and that bored tone just grates on my nerves. I look directly at him, and i flip him a middle finger. A dark glint enters Malachi’s eyes but i face that glint head on. I didn’t starve myself to bring him here all so he could think i was trying to seduce him.I am NOT trying to seduce him.Heck, i didn’t even know he could be seduced. But,
Malachi’s gaze is hot and heavy on my skin. His attention is rapt, and the look on his face is stone-cold as he watches me.“What do you think you’re doing, Antonia?”Malachi’s voice is husky and dark, so I know he likes what he sees. It’s more than me knowing it even. I can feel it.Malachi’s attention has always had a tangible presence to it. That’s why I always know when he’s around, because he’s probably cast a disdainful glance my way earlier. Even his employees feel it whenever it lands on any one of them. So by the weight of his gaze on me, I can tell that Malachi Finn is wound up very tight right now.He’s not going to jump on me and ravish me in a fit of lustful passion. He still has his pride.But the body wants what the body wants, and the thought that enters my head is downright naughty. I even feel like laughing at it. I do.A small chuckle finds its way from me, but it’s from half nervousness as much as from the giddy unbelief coursing through me. I ask Malachi a question
“Using your body to keep me here is vile of you, Antonia.”He doesn’t sound like he hates it.I carry out another set of stretches. Legs closed, hands in the air, then down to touch my feet. I do it as slowly and as sensually as I can. There are some perks to knowing as much as you can about a man. You can infer from experience what gets his cogs working.I keep the satisfaction I'm getting from this hidden from my tone as I respond, “I haven’t put any physical restraints on you Malachi. My body isn’t holding you back either. The door is right there.” A smile tickles my lips, “You’re here because you can’t walk away. If anything, this problem has more to do with your self control than anything else.”“Oh, I have plenty of self-control.”The downright sexy husk Malachi says those words in make another shiver race down my spine. Goosebumps break out over my skin and my throat goes dry. My heart slams into my chest.I take a glance at Malachi and he’s seated back in the chair. He’s mans
There’s a smug grin on his face when he sees the acceptance on my face. That grin tells me I won't like much of what he’s going to say, and it tells me he knows he’s won, because he’s giving me terms on how to live my life.He doesn’t know that I'm not the Antonia whose life he gets to dictate anymore, but I also know this is the only chance I'll get to be free of his meddling for a while. An agreement is better than disagreement and strife.With the hospital’s consent, he can keep me here for as long as he wants, and I don't want my father or Tieran meddling in this. It could leave a trail. This isn’t how I want my true identity to be found out.I’ve already told Malachi there’s no other man.He’s keeping me here mainly because he believes there’s some other man I've been selling myself out to for favors. That’s the only possible explanation he can think of for my behavior, and as much as it hurts my pride to realize that a man I loved for three years wouldn’t hesitate to think somet
Malachi leaves but his condition remains in the room with me. It’s heavy on my mind and pressing in my thoughts.I’ll never agree to something like that.A bitter feeling crawls down the back of my throat but i push it down. I feel stupid for feeling good while i was speaking to him a while ago. Now i just feel like trash, and i refuse to believe that it’s because Malachi gave me a condition he knows i am not going to agree to.He can’t keep me here. He should know that much.He just believes i’m in a rush to leave because i have a lover i need to attend to. I know that’s what he thinks. He’s only asking me to offer myself to him so that will soothe his ego and satisfy his needs. But has he ever thought about where that leaves me?What does it say about me if i agree to letting something like this happen?I hear a voice ring out in my room, “Mrs Finn.”My head snaps to the door and i see the doctor is back. Two nurses are behind him and they have trays with covered dishes on them.
~Malachi’s pov.~“Mr Finn.”I raise my eyes to the door of my office and i find my assistant standing there. Liam has a tired look in his eyes. I should release him. He’s done his fair share of work today, but we spent time at the hospital and the work allotted for that time went undone. Someone has to do it, and i won’t be doing it alone. He’ll stay back and I’ll pay him overtime.“Yes, Liam.”I return my gaze to my monitor. The feed of the hospital cameras is no longer on display. I might like to indulge, but not so much that i deny the existence of the things i need to do. Liam interrupts my train of thoughts again, “The hospital has called. Mrs Antonia is on the line.”My finger pauses over the keyboard.I look up and Liam is looking back with a blank look in his eyes. He’s tired, and so he’ll act like he has no energy left until he’s let home to do whatever it is he does. No one else was in that room with me, so no one else saw the side of Antonia i did.She’s changed.The real
Tieran’s pov.The city skyline stretches out into the distance, but there’s no sunset. No colorful clouds and yellow tinged fluffs rolling by. The sky is dark and a solitary moon hangs there, shining reservedly. The few stars around try their best to twinkle, but the moon isn’t in for any of that tonight.My mind tells me it moves away just a bit, so it can add distance between it and the stars.The realization hits me. That’s what my life feels like right now. I don’t know if I'm the moon, or just one of the stars trying to outshine the moon, but I know one thing. Like those stars and the moon, I’m alone.And this can’t be how I choose to spend the rest of my life. I don’t want to be alone.The furrow that forms on my brow is unsettling and I feel turmoil begin to build inside of me. My secretary’s voice snaps me back to reality, “Mr Blackstone.”I glance at the door and give a relaxed raise of my eyebrow. She becomes nervous under the weight of my gaze, “There’s a lady at the recep