Into The Devil’s Heart

The guilt in Audrey didn’t let her sleep, even though Cannon had compelled her to, it was as though it wasn’t working. She opens her eyes when she can agree with both her heart and her sense that Cannon is no longer in the room.

She quietly sneaks herself out of the room, making sure no one sees her. Baston was lifelessly lying on the bed when she walked in.

Without realizing it, tears kept streaming down her face endlessly as she stared at him.

The bruise on his arm was very visible, it was hard for her to believe she did that to him. Slowly, she reaches out to him and squeezes his hands on her.

“I’m sorry” she voiced out with a cracked voice. Nothing hurts her more than the fact she is responsible and he was only trying to keep her safe

“I… It was never intentional, I didn’t know what came over me” she struggles to explain.

Her sad and tearful face changed into a confident and decisive one. “I will get you back on your feet, I promise” She wipes away her tears.

Seeing him lying and looking so dead is enough to make her want to know herself the more.

“I will fix you” her tone was promising. She turns to the side and grabs the bowl of water with a towel, soaks it, and squeezes a little before she starts cleaning his bare chest.

“What are you doing?” A deep voice resonated with so much authority that left her staggering in fright as she turned in the direction of the door.

It was Cannon, he stood like a demon and ready to send whoever gets on his path into the pit of hell.

“I… Huh,” she stutters. It was unexpected, she thought he had gone out but then, it was only her thought.

He raised a brow demandingly but didn’t utter a word, his domineering figure and gaze waver enough to leave her begging for words.

“I’m cleaning his body,” she explains.

“Who gave you the permission to?” He asked.

“No, one. I thought it best I do it since I am the reason he is fighting for his life” she explains.

Cannon’s gaze travels to the sleeping man then back to the girl, “Come here!” He orders.

Seeing her touch another man makes him feel jealous, so jealous that he wants to eliminate Baston’s existence from the surface of the earth. No one but him, only him has the right to touch her or feel her.

Obediently, she walked to him with an ad lowered. She knows he is mad.

“Why do you care so much for others?” He said in a tone that didn’t seem like he was asking a question, “You are sick yet care about others” he pulled her into his arms.

“why ain’t you in bed?” He asked, knowing fully well he put her to sleep before leaving.

“I can’t sleep, no matter how much I try”, she tells him, face buried in his chest.

“Hmm” he responds with a hum, ” let’s sleep together ” he up and walks out of the room.

She wraps her arms around his neck for support, “Baston, he is ” he cuts her off before she can continue

“He will be ok for now, I’ve got someone to take proper care of him” he looked at her, “Just think about yourself for now, try to be great so he will be fine in no time”

She nods and leans on him, it’s a big relief for her to know he will be fine for now. They got back to their room, Cannon gently placed her on the bed and made her lie on his chest.Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

As if feeling pulled, Audrey found herself drowning in her land of fantasy without him asking her to.

She only feels herself from the bright light sipping into the room. Her brows twist in dislike, she turns her face away not wanting to get up.

But then, the image of Boston pops up in her head. As if being electrocuted, she jumps off the bed and hurriedly rushes to the bath. She is too eager to meet him and see how he is fairing.

While her mind was in a fuse, she didn’t take note of the sound of splattering water coming from the bath as she pushed open the door and ended up falling into the arms of the naked man.

She didn’t mean to fall, but then, the tiles were slippery making it irresistible for her to fall.

“Sorry,” she quickly apologized face red from embarrassment.

She adjusts herself, taking her balance. The sight of his firm broad chest with water dripping down made her bite her lips.

“I, I will be outside,” she said and turned to leave but was stopped by a hold on her left wrist

“Why?” He spoke out for the first time since she woke up, his voice was deep yet beautiful, sending chills of excitement down her body.

“We can bathe together,” he adds and pulls her close.

“Um, sorry, thank you” She apologized and insisted on leaving but he didn’t let go.

“Why? Too ashamed to watch me?” He teased me.

“You can touch me if you want” he grabbed her hands and placed them on his chest.

Audrey blinks a couple of times trying to understand what is happening, she can’t believe she willingly throws herself into the mouth of her predator blindly.

Before she could open her mouth to voice out what was in her mind, he seized it hungrily devouring her lips.

She gasps at the sudden grab of her ass, and there he gets full access to her mouth. The shower came falling like rain, dripping wet her dress. It was cold but his touches and kisses left her hot all over.

She can’t deny the fact, she misses him so much even though it’s just been a few days since they had any form of intimacy.

“Let’s go on a vacation” she voiced out even before she could process things.

Her heart wants it, her being keeps on screaming begging for alone time with him, only the both of them. A place where she can do more than just give in to his sexual desires but make him fall for her.

She believes he can love if she makes him to, or at least, she can make the most of their time securing memories worth cherishing.

Her heart tugs loudly in her chest as she stares at him, waiting for his response.

“I, I want to be with you, just me and you, just us” she adds in a soft voice. ” But, it’s ok if you don’t want” he cuts her off

“I want to,” he said effortlessly.

Stunned, Audrey stares at him as though she just imagined him agreeing.” Huh?” She asked.

“I want to go with you, wherever it is,” he repeats himself.

The way her heart was beating in her chest, she could swear he heard it… There is no way he can’t hear it.

With so much happiness in her heart, she yanks herself into his arms. “Thank you,” she said in a sincere happy tone.

Cannon was surprised to see her so happy over what he considered as nothing. He was more than surprised when she clamped on his face with her tiny hands.

He watches him push herself to stand on her toes before she kisses him. “Thank you,” she said again.

For some reason, he feels good hearing her thank him. She leans in and kisses him but only this time, it was not as light as the first but rather, it was deep and demanding.

His hands travel under her dress, caressing her soft skin in need and desire.

“I miss you, and I want you” she spoke out her inner desires. Even though it was ungodly, she couldn’t deny it anymore. He makes her want more of his ungodliness and it is amazing how she loves it.

Without waiting for him, she starts taking off her wet dress until only her bra and pants are left.

She raised her head and was met with his intense gaze, shy, she lowered her head red all over from shyness and unhook her bra, letting it fall on the floor.