Sentenced to Marriage by MadlainQ
Chapter 63
Together Miranda insisted on keeping me in her clinic for the observation, although I truly wanted to go home and spend more time with Aren. At the same time, I knew that I shouldn’t have bothered him for a while. He had a lot to take care of. Nonetheless, I felt more lonely than ever without him. I was desperate to feel him again. I could nearly sense that he was the essential element I needed in my therapy. Certainly, he kept calling me whenever he had time to talk, but it wasn’t half as comforting as his touch or even the sole sight of him.
My bruises and the cut on my cheek were healing fast. After five days, they were almost
invisible. Unfortunately, I had to wait a little longer to remove the stitches from the wound on my head. It was one of the reasons Miranda wanted to keep me inside the clinic longer, but I could sense the real reason… As unreasonable as it was, she felt guilty, and that made her overprotective.
“Miranda, I can take care of myself. Trust me,” I coaxed. She stayed relentless. “I will release you once I’m certain that the cut on your head is healing as it should.”
I sighed, raising my hands in surrender. I knew that the time I went missing had been a horrifying experience for her as well. She told me many times just how much she was terrified, predicting the worse. She needed some form of recovery just as badly as I did, and if staying in her clinic one more day would decrease her anxiety, then I was willing to do that for her.
Finally, she removed my stitches and was left without serious reasons to keep me in a hospital bed. I almost flew out of the room and jumped for joy the entire way out of the clinic. I couldn’t wait until I was in the penthouse, and I couldn’t wait even more until I was alone with Aren.
I texted him when I was on my way. I didn’t want to call him since I knew that he was still dealing with the FBI and interrogations. Much to my surprise, he called me right after my message. “Are you sure that you are OK?” he said, worryingly. I chuckled. “I’m sure that I was OK a few days earlier.” “I’ll be home in an hour.” He ended the call before I could react. The corners of my lips curled up into a girly grin. It wasn’t even six o’clock, and I would never expect him to leave work at this hour, and yet he was going home. He was willing to leave his work early to see me. I couldn’t help but burst into joy.
Once I stepped into the penthouse, my eyes became watery. I inhaled Aren’s scent; every room was filled with traces of his intoxicating presence. I went to my bedroom to fix my makeup and do as much as I could with my hair, and then I counted the minutes until I could see my husband.
As soon as I could hear the private elevator coming up, I rushed to wait by the door. He opened the door with his blazing eyes, ready to devour me. As he stepped through the threshold, his arms stretched to reach me and pull me into a tight embrace. His lips searched hungrily until
they found mine, claiming them with a sensual kiss. Despite his thirst and passion riling within him, his touch and caresses were gentle.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he whispered against my neck before placing delicate kisses on my burned-up skin.
tangling my fingers
for now… right?” he
next long hours with hot, passionate sex with him, Miranda would probably kill me if I didn’t stick to her instructions and exhaust my still fragile body. Aren sighed in response, gave me another sweet kiss on the lips, and stepped back. “If I touch you more,
away my wedding ceremony but also my wedding night with Aren… and I was kind of looking forward to tasting his passion. Now, when
yet?” Aren looked at me questioningly,
missed his touch. He smiled warmly at me and stroked my cheek. “Shrimp pasta or steaks?” he asked,
“Pasta it is then.”
would have to talk about the contract and how it fitted our reality. But I couldn’t bear to think about it at that moment. I kept recalling every minute of my imprisonment and how terrified I was, but I realized that I wasn’t afraid
and led me to the window so we could admire the sunset over
his head and gently nuzzled the top
as much as I was afraid of losing you.” I gasped, tears drawing thin lines down
head right by the wound. “You did a great job with that.” “I know,” I replied smugly, whilst crying. “Sunshine, you are incredible. You are the strongest woman I have ever met,” he whispered as if he were revealing the greatest secret. I smiled wryly. “I’m
my neck “Those were men with many years of combat training. You survived, and
him and placed my head on his broad chest.” Teach me how to defend myself,”
to defend yourself. I
cannot predict everything, and I want
my lips. “All right. I will teach
agitatedly, willing to wait and then accept the hardest training as long as it would let me feel less helpless the next time
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