chapter 13

“Nevile look behind, that's awful, he is back on his feet he will hit the pa ... on you." The last words she said diminished in thin air and she fainted, but Neville still managed to hear them, he quickly turned his face and caught the pan pulled it, at hit it back on him. It was a long fight before Elsa came back into her senses. Chris was beaten up very badly by Nevile and he needed a good check up from a good orthopedic. Nevile gave him some money and sent him out. Chris went off radiating anger towards Nevile for spoiling his plan. Nevile returned to her, her voice fragile as she said, “I hit my head, it hurts." She started crying like a baby. Seeing her this way made Nevile feel sorry for her. “ You are so careless." He chided. “I aam not careless I am dizzy," she spat. He picked her up gently and took her to the bathroom, it was Anne's personal bathroom. Very clean and neat, everything was at place. Like Elsa's at her home. Nevile quickly put on the shower, cold water rushed out soaking her immediately. The jolt of the cold water made her stumble and she pressed herself up to his chest. “Nevile I'll pass out again please stop this, cold shower. It's too cold." He took a step back holding her even more closer, and it was perfect they both were under the shower now. Neville's black suit was drip wet by now. Elsa's clothes too. “Nevile the pressure of the water is intense, may be my sleeves will fall." She said. Het cheeks were red. “Why aate you blushing, you damn lady! Dont ne wrong this ..." “Isn't love!" she continued. “ugh..." He sighed, holding her even closer. Elsa's hands began to roam erratically, touching his waist. His shirt was on, still she said, “Nevile, I can feel your abs." “Elsa, where do you think your hands are going? Stop it!"  Elsa didn't stop, so in the process of stopping her, Nevile pushed her against the cold bathroom wall. “mmm ... So strong, I like it!" “you are handsome Nevile, " she added. He warned her to behave, Elsa unbothered by the warning smirked at him. Nevile took a mug filled with water and, got closer to her. He caught her by the waist by one hand and with other hand began pouring the water on her head, to clear it of the red mark. “Elsa I don't know why you act like this." Nevile was stronger than her so she couldn't resist him “Nevile, if it was Elena in my place would you help her too?" Nevile froze, “What?" Elsa's eyelashes which were wet due to the cold water, looked up at him, her eyeballs intact on him, her eyes reddened as if she had cried, alot. Her face flashing sadness and deep melancholy buried since long time. “You are making me take a cold shower just because I am not Elena. None of you like me or care  about me." Nevile noticed her sincere eyes telling the truth of her life and bitterness she had endured until now. Suddenly Elsa leaned in biting the curve of his throat. This damn woman ...Neville's grip tightened around her waist. Feeling how delicate she was, she was fragile. Both could feel each other's breaths. His fingers dug into her delicate face whole he growled, “do you really like biting things? You damn woman!" Elsa had lost all her composure and she was about to cry again. Nevile sniffed immediately pulling his hand back. Elsa, however wrapped her arms around his neck, “I aam sorry Nevile I didn't mean to bite. Does it hurt dear?" “You!" He pulled get even closer, closer than ever and kissed her forehead. “you are tough" he snapped not wanting to go further than this. Before he could resist again she kissed him on the throat, she had gone from being completely wild to soft kissing his chest all over repeatedly . Elsa looked at him, her gaze fixed at his lips, “Nevile we aren't divorced yet, I am your wife, I am drugged, please help me." As she leaned closer to kiss him again, a phone call interrupted the moment. Nevile pulled out his phone from his pocket and saw that it was Elena calling. Seeing Elena's call, Nevile rationally snapped back. At that moment he was in a mess, wet clothes, covered with kisses from a woman, his breathing was unsteady. He desired for Elsa, just a few moments ago. Nevile's brain knew that he didn't even like her. He blamed it all on the fact that he was a man, and manly desires had overtaken him, and made him vulnerable. He couldn't resist the temptation of such a stunning lady in front of him. He picked up the call. Elena spoke from the other end, “Nev? Are you there? I am at club 009 right now, would you like to join us?" He couldn't reply anything as guilt of being unfaithful towards Elena had consumed him. The guilt made him speak even in more gentler tone, “Elena? No drinks ok, you know right? Tell Mr. Davis the bar tender to give you water. And nothing else. I want you safe, you will not drink any hard drink until  Dr E treats you." He said politely. “Nev would you like to join us?" Nevile turned towards the door ready to leave, but just then, Elsa pulled him back, he looked at her completely soaked in water and her dress overlapping her soft skin, exposing all her delicate features. She looked stunning, blue dress, with thin sleeves, ready to get off her and fall on the bedroom tiles. Her wet lips were irresistible. Nevile looked. Elsa whispered to Nevile, “Don't go please, don't Nevile."  “Elena gotta do something important, I will not be able to make it today." Elsa had a phobia, a severe phobia of being abandoned, as she had already been done as a child. She felt chills run her spine as she felt she would be alone.