Trapped With The Devil

Section 51

Eros spurred a quick pace, making a loud noise around the hospital hallway. Clark—man who was standing in front of one of the VVIP rooms numbered 1011 greeted him with a slow bow.

“Doctor just checked Mr. Alex.” Clark swiftly opened the door before him after Eros responded with a brief nod.

Eros stopped his steps when he saw Alex sitting leaning on the head of the bed staring out the window.

His eyes widened as Alex seemed to turn his head and turned towards him.

The man blinked, then smiled faintly.

“Eros...”

Eros rubbed his face while sighing in relief. For some reason, but when he saw Alex who could smile like that as if all the burden was unraveling from his shoulders.

Mercifully. Mercifully.

**

“For a while you will stay here until your condition completely recovers.”

Alex said the man wanted to breathe fresh air, so Eros took him to the hospital balcony in a wheelchair.

Eros stood in front of the fence and piled his hands there while looking far away at the cityscape. While Alex sits behind him and observes Eros' awkward movements.

Alex does not expect that he is still given a chance to live and he also does not expect to get a worried look from Eros after a long time. He did not know what had happened during his coma. But he knew that Eros had changed.

The man's look was different. There's no hate there. There was no cold and haughty gaze, which looked only?

“What has happened so far?”

Wind blows. Eros hair that began to extend seemed to swing, covering his wistful gaze.

Where should he start?

What reaction would Alex show if the man knew the true events?

Inhaling a slow breath, Eros raised his head, looked at the blue sky before saying, “sometimes in one blink of an eye, the world can change so quickly.” Eros turned his body and looked at Alex. “... no. The world does not change, but humans do change.” His throat was blocked before continuing. “While Mom is gone, I'm sure she's happy to see you recover."

Although in fact, until the end of his life the mother did not know that Alex was still alive until now.

Alex felt that time suddenly stopped at that very moment. Ears buzzing. “What...?”

Apparently there are a lot of things he has missed and that is not good news. Eros' expression explained everything. Maybe there's something worse than all that.

Eros sighed softly and closed his eyes. Trying not to ignore Alex who began to tear up by leaving the place. But his steps stopped when Alex asked, “what about Emilia?”

Eros silently bit his lips. He resumed his steps after saying it resembled a whisper, “he is fine.”

There will be many other questions spoken and Eros knows he has to prepare as many wipes as possible.

**

Selena was still using a cherry blossom-patterned apron when her house bell rang. His eyes blinked softly, looking at Orlando who was standing with a sweet smile and something in his right hand.

“Before going home I want to make sure that you are okay.”

Selena did not know what to react to, but seeing Orlando's half-shivering body behind his work coat, she could not bear to let the man stand in front of the door any longer.

Selena finally moved her head—which was immediately greeted with a smile by Orlando.

“For you.”

Before Selena turned to go to the kitchen and turned off the stove, Orlando intercepted her and gave her a parcel that gave off a fragrant aroma.

Orlando rubbed his nape and smiled stiffly. “I saw a cake shop and was interested in buying muffins. I don't know if you like it or—“

Orlando's speech came to a halt when Selena suddenly gave a small smile.

“K-why?”

“You deliberately bought this muffin for me?”

Orlando nodded slowly. “Why? You don't like it, do you?”

Selena quickly nodded. “No. I really like muffins. I don't know why it could happen like this.”

Orlando gnawing. “Really?” His smile came back. “Then I should have bought that many muffins earlier.”

Selena turned to go to the kitchen, almost forgetting her intention to turn off the stove. “No need, this is enough kok.”

Orlando followed on unknowingly, as Selena finished turning off the stove she was almost aghast and clutching her chest in shock.

“Why are you here?!”

Orlando looked at the pot filled with curry and gulped. “You can cook Japanese food?”

Selena blushes while turning her face away. “It...just just try.”.

Orlando's eyebrows shot up. A second later her stomach rang out loud enough, making Selena turn towards him and chuckle. The man sizzled softly, what a shame...

Selena cleared her throat slowly. “You don't mind trying my kare, do you?”

Orlando sculpting. Do you have dinner? “Umm. Of course,” said after a while.

Selena gave a small smile, then the woman walked towards the shelf to pick up the glasses and dishes, but her stomach suddenly felt very painful.

“Argh!”

Selena almost collapsed to the floor if Orlando had not captured the woman's body with a confused and panicked expression.

“What's up?!”

Selena did not answer. The woman was just moaning with cold sweat that started to pour around her temples.

**

“We've arrived, Mr.”

Eros opened his eyes. His body remained leaning on the chair while his top two shirt buttons had already been removed. His mind was still fixed on Alex who was only pensive as he recounted all the events during the man's coma.

Alex says nothing even when Eros says goodbye to go home. The man was very surprised and Eros could confirm that the man was crying all day.

Sighing softly, Eros got out of the car in a limped step. He entered a house that looked quieter and darker after he fired the maid en masse. There were only two servants left in the house. He didn't need a lot of servants because Selena wasn't there.

Eros stopped and turned to look at the door of Selena's room, which never opened again and showed her figure. Unknowingly he had entered the room and turned on the lights.

Everything's intact. Not even Selena took a single outfit from her closet. That bed...Eros sat there and rubbed the bed that somehow still left the scent of the woman's former body.

Sooner or later, the bed will be recharged. Yep. Eros is not a patient man. Nor would a man let go of something that belonged to him so easily.

The shadows about Selena faded when her phone vibrated in her pants pocket. A message appears along with several photos that almost make Eros destroy the phone in his hand.

Eros eyes shiny.

Orlando Cloe—from now on he'll be marking the man.