Chapter 18

Chapter 18

As if on cue and to my utter surprise, Franco suddenly appeared out of nowhere. The man was certainly always one call away for her.

He seems to be in haste. There’s anger and concern in his face but he tries to act collected.

“There’s a room on the highest floor reserved for you. The men are already watching him.” He said.

“Wait until the night is done. It’d be a waste if you caught him before his generosity.” She said through vague uneven breaths. She really isn’t okay right now. And I’m really getting worried. It’s the first time I’ve seen her vulnerable.

Franco nods at her orders.

“Let’s go.” She steps away from the wall she was leaning on. I automatically scoop her in my arms without thinking. I could see their reactions. They were both shocked at my sudden gesture. I could tell they were both trying to suppress it though.

“Sorry.” I meet her eyes. “I thought- sorry. I didn’t think, actually. It’s just out of habit.”

She narrows her eyes. “You mean you carry women out of habit.”

“No, no!” I strongly denied that it was such a humiliation.

Fuck it.

“Sorry. I meant it was out of instinct to help you.” I tried to salvage myself with more explanations but I’m really just so stupid whenever I face her. I don’t know how it’s like that. The universe must be playing with me.

I’m not able to see her reaction when Franco interrupts coughing to grab our attention. “Shall we go?”

I nod and despite the awkward conversation, I still don’t put her down and go on carrying her until we reach the room.

As I carried her on the way, she wasn’t looking any better and she was completely hot. I peeked at her every now and then and saw she was closing her eyes, her eyebrows were knitting together. I don’t know what she was feeling and I was afraid to ask. I just assumed she was in pain regardless of my lack of knowledge.

I carefully place her to the bed and remove her stilettos. She wasn’t complaining or even speaking. She really must be in pain for her to be this quiet. I suddenly feel scared. What if something’s wrong with her? Maybe we should send her to the hospital instead.

“We should just take her to the hospital to check what’s wrong with her.” I spoke to Franco who had watched me take care of Cara.

“She was drugged.”

My eyes widened in shock. “What?”

“The last man who was trying to have a conversation with her.”

The only man who I remembered who so desperately wanted to solo her was Bryson Valdez.

“Bryson Valdez.”

“It’s good that you remember his name. It seems the drink he offered to her had drugs. From the looks of it,” He studies Cara intently. “It’s a really strong drug.”

“We should do something about it!” I step towards him bravely. He raises a brow at my unexpected reaction.

“Didn’t you listen to her orders just a moment ago?” Oh, so that’s what she meant. “Listen, I understand that you’re worried for her but we can’t involve the hospital in this or rush to catch the stupido. Cara is no ordinary woman. And ordinary things are complicated for her.”

I looked down pensively as I understood what he meant. “What about the bastard that did this to her?”

“He will be caught- but after the event. Look, Cara doesn’t want anything that can possibly ruin this event. You should know by now what this party means to her. If we rush to capture him, people will notice. This will look bad to the Ranallos if something bad happens. And besides, she thinks it’ll be a waste if the asshole has been wanting to donate and we stopped him.”

I think about what he said and somehow manage to understand her. Despite my thought of her being cruel, it really can’t be denied that she was truly kind… and thoughtful. I guess it’s her nature to be ruthless because she is leading a powerful mafia but even her own men knew the extent of her goodness.

“I’ll be right outside the door, okay.” He placed his hand on my shoulder. It felt like it was out of trust when he did it and that only proved after what he said. “Take care of her, alright?”

I nod. He then walks out of the room.

I turn around and I see Cara standing while trying to reach the back of her gown.

“What are you doing?” I walked to her in alarm. “You should be in bed.”

“Run me a cold bath- better yet an ice bath.” She ordered while still trying to reach something from her back.

“What?”

She then turns around facing her back to me. She reaches for my hand and places it on her back. “Get the fucking zipper off.”

“Cara.”

Despite my deep concerns for her right now, I can't seem to fail to notice the fact that I like her height like this. She wasn't as tall as me or taller than me. I like that she just reached my nose. I could smell her floral scent easily. I like that I was actually taller than her.

“Just fucking do it.” She growled.

I immediately move though hesitantly and shakily. “Don’t make me repeat.” She said after I pulled down the zipper now quickly.

I then run to the bathroom and prepare her an ice bath. I don’t know what the hell is going on with her but I’d rather follow her demands than see her get mad at me.

I run the bathtub with cold water as I wait for it to fill, I check their mini fridge for ice. There are two bags available and I think maybe it’s enough for her. After I was done filling the tub with ice, I went to call for her only when I turned she was standing in the doorway… naked. The only thing she’s wearing is her lacy underwear.

I gulp and stare at her in awe. Her hair was covering her big breasts but aside from that, all her curves were seen. I absentmindedly lick my lips.

She saunters towards me. Despite her condition, she was so sexy. There was something about her eyes that made her sultrier.

Thank god she was ignoring me and went straight to the tub, dipping her body slowly and gracefully. I heard her moan as I kept staring at her with an opened mouth. My dick twitched at the sound.

Shit.

She leans her head backward while closing her eyes in satisfaction.

“Better?” My voice was that of a husky whisper. I kept on swallowing for no reason. Her image before me made my pants tighter and uncomfortable.

Oh, god. I can’t be thinking this way when she’s not even okay. I was plain taking advantage of her.

She replied with a hum. “Are you just going to stay there and watch me?”

“I’m going to stay here if you need anything.”

Her eyes opened and watched me. It was hooded and cloudy. My concern grew.

What the hell is wrong with her?

“Cara-”

She stops me by raising her hand in front of me. She closes her eyes again. “Just give it time.”

And I waited. Honestly, I couldn’t sit still. I don’t know how much time has passed but the relief she felt seemed to have expired in a short time. I tried to touch the water. The ice had already melted but It was still cold.

“I’ll get more ice.”

“No.” I tried to stand but she stopped me. “Call Franco. Tell him I need someone to relieve this fucking hell I’m feeling-”

“Why? What’s wrong? Tell me what you’re feeling.” I scooched closer to the tub, making myself kneel in front of her. “Maybe we should really send you to the hospital. They can help flush out the drug.” I couldn’t stop myself from blabbering too much from being worried.

Cara, to my surprise, smiled. “I guess Franco didn’t tell you what kind of drug that puttana gave me.”

I frowned in both curiosity and concern.

“An aphrodisiac one, tesoro.” Her head falls to the back as she moans.

I flushed at the fact. “W-what do you want me t-to do?”

“Tell Franco to call…” She pauses and thinks. “Leo. If I want to have sex with someone, I’d rather do it with someone who I trust.” She sighs. “I guess you do need to get some more ice.” She closes her eyes again.

“You’re not moving, tesoro.”

“What about me?” I breathe.

She opens her eyes.