44. Sinful Book 1

I don't know when I slept but I woke up by 3:00am; I was exhausted and hungry, I felt weak to my bones like I was about to faint.

I struggled to push myself out of bed and when I did, I saw a tray of covered dishes on the bedside table, and a note that read:

Just rest.

I smiled at the note, hugging it so my chest, too bad I couldn't eat at that hour, it was too late for me to eat so instead, I strolled to the kitchen to get a glass of warm water, it always did the trick, but the side effect was that, I wasn't going to get any sleep again, because my body was fully awake. I sighed and found my way to the living room, just walking about in the darkness.

"Hey," I heard a deep voice from being me. I jumped, placing my hands on my chest.

"Antonio? You scared me," I told him. He was shirtless, and his briefs were hanging low, too low...

Then his sexy bed hair; was Antonio sleeping or taking pictures for a magazine? Because looking that fire at that hour was illegal.

"What are you doing up?" I asked him, he shook his head and walked to me, taking the glass from my hand, drinking my water.

"Hey," I glared at him.

There was something about Antonio's aura, it was cool, calm and comfortable. Other times it was usually commanding and wicked, but this time it was friendly, like I could feel a certain change from him.

"Aren't you supposed to be sleeping?" He asked me.

"Well I woke up to drink water, and now I'm not sure I can go back to bed" I told him.

"You woke me up, and now I'm not sure I can go back to bed," Antonio said. He was awfully close to me.

"I didn't make any sound while coming down so how did I wake you up?" I asked him, taking a cautious step back; you can never be too sure with Antonio, I mean you never know, something might happen.

"Well for starters, I couldn't sleep, hearing you shuffling around made me realize you were up and you'd probably need some type of help" he said.

"I don't need help, I'm fine" I smiled.

"Well, I'm going back to bed, see you later" I smiled at him, making my way to my room, but his fingers wrapped around my arm stopped me.

"Just... just before you go, wanna talk?" He asked. I nodded my head and we sat on a couch.

What was this about? Curiosity made my heart race faster than the speed of light I'm telling you.

Whenever someone says they want to talk, it's mostly something bad, was he fed up with me and wanted me to leave?

"I didn't want to ask but it's been tugging at the back of my mind," he started.

"About the contract" he started. Oh God, what was this about?

"I know you don't want to keep on with it, so I- uh let's burn it,” He smiled at me. Something was up, I could feel it.

"Fuck! I don't even know what to say or how to say it, but I think it would be best to start with an apology" he said and I nodded my head even though I didn't know what it was about.

"I'm sorry, I'm soo sorry, so fucking sorry for everything, everything I've done to hurt you, knowingly or not" he apologized.

"You just..." he paused and took in a deep breath. In that moment, he look the sexiest I had ever seen him, vulnerable and so fucking sexy. There were no lights on in the living room, just streaks of moonlight and lamp post lights; Antonio glistened in the dark, he seemed almost inhuman, too beautiful to be real.

I watched him as he spoke words that I couldn't hear because I was blinded by him.

"Are you with me?" He asked when he finally realized I wasn't listening.

"Nope, I haven't been for the past five minutes" I reported myself.

"You're unapologetically honest, aren't you?" He laughed while I nodded. He smiled and grabbed my hand, leading me to his room. Lord knows I thought he was about to destroy my insides, I was ready for such destruction, but that wasn't the case.

He led me to his balcony, from which we could see the view of the city, it was very pretty and soothing.

Antonio turned to me, smiling.

"It's refreshing isn't it?" He asked and I nodded, smiling as the cool breeze hit me.

"That's how you make me feel" He added, I turned to him immediately, losing the smile I once had.

"Huh?" I asked. I did hear him, but I wanted to be sure he really said those words I wasn't tripping.

"Huh?" He asked me, he had a confused look on his face, it meant he didn't say the words and it was just in my head. Imagine saying "me too" to something he didn't say, embarrassment of the century.

"Oh uhm, nothing. I thought you said something." I smiled awkwardly.

"That's because I probably did" he gave me a sheepish smile.

"What did you say?" I asked him.

"I asked if you were hungry" was his reply. Was he fucking kidding me? For a split second I thought he was going to repeat what I heard, I guess my mind was playing games on me.

"Yeah, but it's fine" I gave a tight smile. Antonio kept an easy smile on his face, he was amused about something.

"You know you don't have to go to work tomorrow right? You could call in sick" he said and I nodded.

"Why didn't I think of that, you're so smart" I gushed.

"You're evil" he laughed and I smiled.

"I want you to have the ultimate rest, I can help you call in sick if you'd like?" He asked, I shook my head.

"Don't worry, I'll handle it" I smiled at him.

"I feel deep things for you!" Antonio blurted out.

"Excuse me?"

"I don't know, I feel deep things for you, and I don't want it to stop, I like the way you make me feel" he smiled.

I was frozen on my spot, I couldn't move, I was shocked.

"Sleep with me?" He asked and my eyes popped.

"No, like lie in bed with me, nothing sexual I promise" he stuttered and I laughed, nodding my head.