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ELEANOR

It hurts. My head hurts. I groan, slowly turning my body over before prying my eyes open to a

blinding light of warm, golden sunlight slipping through the gap of gray black out curtains facing

me. I whimper as my body feels like it's been run over by a truck, and I couldn't move a damn

muscle. I feel paralyzed and well, like shit. Literally.

My stomach heaves and I close my eyes again for a moment, battling an uninvited nausea as I try to

recall what on earth had transpired last night. Even through the shooting pain that sends a

throbbing ache all over me, wrapping my body whole like a disease that has infiltrated my blood

without much of a warning. My brows furrow as images from last night begin to flood my mind like

a massive, rising wave about to splash over me.

"Eleanor..." Alexander's dangerously sexy, husky voice being whispered into my ear was the next

thing that that filled my mind momentarily, echoing through my mental walls as I tune in to the

seductive tone in his voice. Moans of what seemed to be from last night entered my head

unknowingly, forcing me to remember...touching him in so many different ways. I furrow my brows

and bite my lip as fear finally washed over me upon realization. My heart hammering against my

chest wildly.

Forcing my hands to lift my body while pushing on the mattress as my leverage so I could see

where I had spent my reckless night in and confirm whether I spent it with him, I grunt and yawn my

tiredness away. I pause, taking in my surroundings. My legs feels warm and cozy under a thick plain

white sheet as I attempt to move. However, my body freezes when I feel hard muscle graze on my

hip and back, and I whip my head praying it wasn't what I thought it would be. My eyes widened

surprisingly, almost in an instant, but I also felt like my heart was about to jump out of my chest any

moment.

Alexander. My jaw drops as I take in his gorgeous, bulky tanned body stripped from any freaking

clothes, although I wasn't sure if he was naked all the way down there. I feel my heartbeat quicken

its pace at the mere thought. It's not like I wanted to see if he was totally naked down there anyway.

Pressing my lips into a thin line, I drop my eyes down my lap, praying. "Goddess..." My eyes fly open

in full wakedness when I find myself wearing a freaking oversized button-up shirt. I then swallow a

lump in my throat as I move my gaze to Alexander's sleeping face, clenching my fists as my

emotions betray me all at once.

Just seeing his handsome, god-like features makes me want to pounce on him and rock his world. I

slap myself at the mere thought. It came out of nowhere and I wasn't sure if it was due to last

night's blur of events. I gulped, returning my gaze to my body laying here, half-naked, without my

undies on. I chewed my lip, cursing myself for being the careless twat I freaking am. Another gasp

came out of me as I shifted my gaze to my neck. Slowly, I swipe away my long, wavy hair to reveal

my marking spot.

It's not there. His mark is not there.

I sigh almost immediately, gripping the shirt on my chest as I try to calm my heart, thumping away

wildly and non-stop.

“Mmmn,,” Alex groans and I feel my body stiffen. Carefully, I turn my head to face him.

Alexander resting his head on his folded arms, while his other hand reaching for my waist.

Did...Did I just give him my virginity, without me having any knowledge on how it happened?

I shake my head, wrapping my arms around me while I sit on the bed. Still processing the fact I have

let this happen. I wasn't careful enough to prevent this shit from happening when goddess knows...

Right. I need to get out of here. Fast.

I whip my head to the side, making sure he was still fast asleep before carefully scrambling out of

the bed. Glancing around the room, I don't see any sign of my clothes thrown to the floor. The

unfamiliar setting causing me to assume I was in Alexander's room. Everything was in color grey and

black, pieces of modern furniture nicely blended with the walls and the porcelain ceiling above my

head forced me to stop as I take in the pleasant ambiance of this place for a few moments.

Shaking my head, I proceed towards the door. My heart racing even faster as I try to be as quiet as I

possibly can. I tiptoed and was about to reach my hand for the door knob when I knocked

something heavy over to the floor, creating the most dreaded sound of a loud thud that made my

body stop for one millisecond.

The next thing I knew, my body was pushed abruptly up against the wooden door. My hands

outstretched and raised up against it by two large, calloused hands while my naked bum stuck out

against Alexander's crotch.

I gulped, shocked beyond words. My eyes widening in utter horror as I listen to a thunderous grow!

rumbling from his wide, muscular chest. He was big, that's for sure, as he towered over me and took

control of my body in a flash.

After a second, I shudder as I feel him lean in closer on my back, his warm, minty breath tickling my

ears, causing heat to rush all the way up my face and I flush.

"Why did you leave?” He whispers.

"A-Alex, I—"

"Stay, don't leave me again” He purrs, and I feel him tightening his grip around my wrists, making

me whimper.

He then spins me around so that I was facing him rather than the door, but his grip and dominating

control on me never faded as he pins me to the door again.

I looked up, staring into his eyes when I realized he wasn't really looking at me. It was as though he

was looking right through me, into a blank space judging by the focus of his eyes.

"Alex? Let go... You're hurting me...” I utter truthfully.

I was so scared I couldn't bring my body to move.

“Please...” But he doesn't listen.

He continues to look at me in the same way, and in the next few seconds filled with silence, I started

feeling more and more uncomfortable under his gaze.

I take my eyes off him before trying to focus on the color of the floor.

I was about to try pleading again when suddenly, Alexander pulled me into a long, hard embrace.

My hands are set free, but my body was caged inside his arms as he wrapped his hands around my

waist, pulling me in closer. It was then that I felt his body shaking violently, as though in fear.

"Don't leave...” Alexander spoke, his voice hoarse and shaky. I furrow my brows though my eyes

softened at the mourning and sadness evident in his tone.

"Please, mum...” I felt my chest tighten when he started sobbing, choking in his words.

Mum?

Is he still half-asleep?

The room fell into silence, giving me enough time to ponder on the situation at hand.

“They were killed by members of the Blue Mountains Pack.’ Adrian's words echoed in my head, and I

began to recall that day Adrian showed me that painting. The day of the war, when their parents

died because of my father's outrageous plans.

I shut my eyes tight, feeling ashamed and guilty myself, now that I'm beginning to understand the

pain he must be going through. All these years, I lived unaware of all the sufferings my family

caused other people until this very moment.

I bite the inside of my cheeks as rage slowly tries to consume me, when Alexander's voice resonates

through the room once again.

“I missed you...so so much...”

My heart pounds rapidly, knowing well I wasn't really the one he was pertaining to, but his parents.

He's traumatized., I thought, remembering what Adrian said about him being there, witnessing his

mother and father lose their lives protecting him from the rogues.

Sighing, 1 lift my hands, reaching for his head. I started sliding my palm down his head, caressing it

lightly while my other hand pats his back.

“I missed you too, Alex” I say, feeling something tug at my heart after uttering those words.

“Promise you won't leave me?” He takes in my body towards him closer, tighter, and I was now

forced to breathe with my mouth slightly open before I subconsciously nod.

The feeling of guilt washing over me in that second, before I decide to tell him one little lie.

“I won't ever leave you, Alexander..."

After spitting out that lie, I feel my body give in to the frustrating feeling making me crumble down

to tiny little pieces in the cold ground. Tears that has been threatening to escape my eyes spilled

down my cheeks, and I bite my lip.

His arms around me slowly loosened before he stands back and locks his eyes with mine

"Eleanor, why are you crying?” I squint at him, noticing his eyes were now fully open, and he's

looking right at me, than through me.