Chapter 18 Realization and Reconciliation

Elena Davis’s Pov,

I ran towards my office with tearful eyes weeping constantly and hid myself in it; hoping he wouldn’t follow me. I cried a lot for me, for him, for us, felt like someone stabbed me when I saw his old scar near his neck. I think I am developing feelings for him. How can I do this? He is in love with someone else. This path only leads me towards brutal heartbreak.

Flashes of his scared torso weren’t leaving my eyes at all. Every remembrance of his wound makes scratches over my heart, making me feel strangled just imagining the pain he went through.

The door of the office opened with thudd scaring me with its thunderous sound. I straightened myself quickly as I noticed his presence at the door and Arius came inside at a slow pace, observing me carefully. Why is he here? To lie to me more or make me fall for him more than I am? I was angry at myself that I fell for someone who can’t love me back. I was furious at him for lying, keeping things between us, but what can I say? But I didn’t possess any right over him or his life.

He went near my office desk and picked up a glass of water in his hand and approved of me with his little concerned eyes which were looking at me, speaking the unknown language that I had yet to learn to increase the curiosity in my core to learn it.

He sat near me without saying anything and forwarded the water filled glass in my direction. I picked up my hand to take it, but he dodged my hand and brought the glass to my lips. My eyes widened at him in surprise, witnessing his actions. He put his one hand over my shoulder and made me drink all the water.

He didn’t move his alluring green eyes from mine, making sure I was calming down from my disturbed state. I was wondering that he didn’t possess any qualities that my dream man should have, but still my heart responds to this man who misbehaved, ill spoken, mistreated, and objectified me. He doesn’t have any quality that attracts me to him, despite that, whenever his minor existence in my breathing, air makes my mind flow.

“I am sorry, Mr. Accardo, I should not -“ he pulled me on his chest, wrapping both of his hands around me before I could speak anything further.

Ignoring my heart’s words, my body involuntarily melted in him circling around his stomach, resting my head on the crook of his neck with a loud sign. This is the first time he hugged me instead of forcing me to kiss him.

“Snowflakes, they didn’t hurt at all.” He broke his long silence, nuzzling his cheek over my temples, pulling me more with his muscular hands. Snowflake? Is this the nickname he gave me?

“How did you get them? It was so painful to see them on you. Especially this one.” I moved my head further into his neck, resting my lips over the wound near his neck.

“I know, it is painful to see you but they will turn beautiful under your touch, your presence.” He consoled me by rubbing over my shoulder and waist with his hands.

“It’s not the answer to my question.” I moved away from his grasp and seat straight. His face hardened as I moved away from him.

“You are not ready yet.” He answered by putting his both hands over my shoulder and dragged them tracing the curves of my body slowly. He picked me up, making me sit on his lap, trapping once again in his maze of hands and making me rest over his shoulder.

“I am sure you will get used to them.” He spoke in my throat and started trailing wet kisses up and down everywhere he could find space.

I closed my eyes in relaxation and let myself float on him, his feelings. His light bites over my sweet spots, erupting loud gasps and moans, making him smile over my skin.

“W-hat d-o you mean by th--at?” I struggled between questions and his kisses. The cool sensation ran over me as his fingers started measuring my bare back. He bent forward, making me lie on the couch while diverting his attention from my neck, shoulders towards my lips.

He groaned loudly in my mouth as I pulled him with me without breaking our kiss. He held both of my hands above my head with his one and slid the other to support my waist.

“You will find out when the time comes. Right now I am in the mood of my snowflake.” He replied while grinning at me, gazing directly into my eyes with proud beaming in them. He felt so curious about everything, as his tongue intruded almost immediately as he finished, but with a little rough, investigating every corner he could with dangerous strokes, making me moan continuously without a break.

The only thing I can hear is his heartbeat, smelling him over me, filled with his light scent of smokey soil sprinkled with the first rain.

“Ahhuu” I gasped very loudly as he pressed himself over me with a growl in my mouth, experiencing every inch of me as I sucked his neck with pressure. Finally, he gave me a chance to breathe as he moved his lips on my cleavage, pulling me simultaneously with my waist, pressing it from time to time, trailing a series of moans from my mouth.

I was in heaven, but the ring of my phone made me realize what I was going to do with him. Reality came crashing down over me, but Arius was so embedded that he didn’t even realize that my phone was ringing. I shook him, but he growled in annoyance, showing his disinterest in leaving me.

“Mr. Accardo, phone.” I pleaded, and he loosened his weight from me to move a bit, but not completely, as he was still resting himself over me. I managed to take a call and bring it to my ear to answer.

“Hello?” I answered the call. He was still peppering kisses over my neck and shoulder slowly.

“Miss. Davis, I am Dr. Brine speaking.” I heard. Dr. Brine? Dad’s doctor? Why is he calling me at this time?

“Yes, Dr. Brine. Is everything ok with dad?” I inquired while pushing Arius from me and getting up from the couch.

“I don’t know Miss. Davis.” His voice was hesitant while speaking. Something is wrong. Arius held my hand as it was shaking a lot.

“Where is my father, brine?” I demanded with a strong voice, as I wasn’t getting good vibes from it. He is the only family I have left. He is important to me.

“We have informed the police--“ he tried to avoid answering, making me angrier.

“Brine, where is he?” I shouted.

“Mr. Davis ran away from the rehabilitation center.”

“Mr. Davis ran away from the rehabilitation center.” I went numb hearing his scared voice. My mind couldn’t decide what I should do next. Dad is missing from there. Where is he? Lot of questions flooded in my mind to crowd me, terrify me.

“What’s wrong, Snowflake?” Mr. Accardo questioned with frowns on his face turning me towards him but my thought was on my dad, he is the only family I have left. Without thinking, I pushed him from my way and started running towards the door of the office.

My father is my first priority and always will be. For god’s grace, he didn’t stop me this time. After the longest ride of the elevator, I finally reached the outside of the building. I hailed a cab as soon as I saw it passing nearby and told him the address of the rehab center.

I am so fucking worried about him; he never did something like this before. He knew I would be mad at him, but still; he had to do this. His mental health was also disturbed after mom’s death and started drinking heavily without anyone’s concern. He loved her so much that he could keep himself sane.

“Please speed, it’s urgent.” I requested the driver, as I was getting impatient. I knew that he wasn’t in rehab, but I could at least find out something about him. He became destructive towards everything around him, even his daughter. It doesn’t matter that he doesn’t consider me as his daughter, but still he is my father.

I was so close to his rehab, but I got a call from an unknown number; without thinking much, I picked up.

“Hello?” I replied almost immediately, hoping for the news that he found.

“Elena?” I was stunned hearing the cracked voice of dad from the phone.

“Dad? Where are you? Why did you run away?” I was asking him questions so desperately, hoping that this time he would answer them honestly.

“I am in the Blue sky. Come soon dear, I am waiting.” I got scared hearing his fear filled tone, but before I could speak anything, he hung up the call. He must be something in the problem, otherwise he wouldn’t hang up the call immediately after saying his location. I am a coming dad.

“Please, take me to the blue sky. Please.” Driver changed the route after my plea. I am getting impatient to reach there. Every passing second was making me more desperate to know more about him. I was continuously trying to contact him via that phone number, but that number wasn’t within reach every time I called him.