Chapter Eighteen

He used brushes of joy with the shade of love, To draw his warmth for her.

Madelyn POV

"Are you okay," He asked. I wanted to cry. I was in so much pain. How could I be okay? I wanted to ask. He caressed my cheeks and then kissed my forehead.

"I know, it will hurt you," He said. It was amazing when we did it but now I am in so much pain. I wish I hadn't done it. Only if I could turn back time. "I am sorry, I should have been more gentle with you." He suddenly gets up from the bed. My heart hurts that he is leaving after what we just did. I was so stupid to let myself believe that he would love someone like me.

"No, don't leave." The words came out before I could stop them. He smiled at me sweetly.

"I am not leaving you, baby," He said and stood up, "I am coming back."

"Hey," He greeted once he had returned to the room, "come on," he tried to remove the blanket I had over me.

"Hey," I shouted in a frightened voice, " what are you trying to do," I said, holding on to the blanket as if my life depended on it. "Please," I cried. What could he want now? I was revealed to give in to his ways again. "Don't," I cried when he pulled the blanket with force.

"Don't hurt me," I beg.

"Come on, baby," He chuckled lightly, " I won't hurt you, I am just trying to take care of you."

"Why," I cried, holding on tightly to the sheet. He leaned in close and I could have felt his breath burning my skin.

"Because I have to take care of you," He whispered, making me blush.

"Why," I asked when he had gently removed the blanket. He blushes for a split second.

"It's a man's job to take care of his woman." He'd answer gently. I smiled at his sweet words, aah! Why can't he be so sweet all the time?

"Why?" I asked, not knowing what to say.

"Hmm, come on baby stop asking those questions I don't know the answer to." He took a deep breath and then added, "All I know is that I have to take care of you. I want to take care of you."

"Come," he gently parted my legs, "mmmm" He let out in excitement, "This is mine!" He declared.

What is he doing? I thought to myself. "Stop that," I blush at his words.

"Say it," He commanded, " say this pussy belongs to me and only me."

Jessica POV

"Are sure you checked everywhere, Nathaniel," I shouted at the man sitting in front of me, "Yes Madam," he replied.

Nathaniel is a private investigator. My brother and I hired him secretly from our adopted parents to find our sister but all our efforts are worthless. I can't believe it, it has been over a year now since we started looking for my sister Mirabella.

"I don't believe Nathaniel, someone has to know what happened to Mirabella." I can't believe that the Orphanage has been burned down a year after my brother and I were adopted.

"It's useless there is no record whatsoever about Mirabella." He said and stood up, "I guess this is goodbye, Jessica."

What! What did he mean? We can't quit now, our sister is somewhere out there and she needs us.

"What do you mean Nathaniel, you can't quit now," I shouted in anger, "we have to find Mirabella."

"Who is this girl and why is your father unaware that you and your brother hired me to find this woman?"

"I… I… I?" I was at last for words.

"Just as I guessed your father knows nothing about this woman." He smiled evilly.

"So what you have been paid to do your job." I looked at him scornfully, "One which you are not good at."

"Ouch!" He places his hand across his chest, "I am hurt. Very hurt?" He smiled and shook his head.

"Be gone you fool, we will hire someone else," I yelled at him.

"If your brother and you cared for your family you'll stay away from that woman forever." He said and left the office at lightning speed.

What is his game? First, he said that he had no information about her, and now he warned us to stay away from her. What is wrong with him? Is it more money he wants?