Chapter nine | Avoiding him

I have a lot of free time so I might be able to update the story three times a week or two maybe. Anyway, I hope you'll enjoy the story.

Good reading ~

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Christian Alidini - Monday, January 6th

My friend and I are on the phone, I am trying to find some idea to get my man back.

"How am I supposed to approach him? "

I ask my friend on the phone.

"He thinks I'm weird and he doesn't want to talk to me. "

"Yep, you are in deep shit. The man who once lived you thinks you're a freak." He says, laughing.

"OK, it is definitely not funny and you are not helping."

"I have an idea. I know a guy who lives on earth, a spy from Valorine, he might be able to help us." He says to me,

"How?"

"Through dreams. He knows how to control dreams, that way you'll be able to talk with your darling." He responds. That's interesting, it didn't even cross my mind but now it is evident.

Dreams

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Kenny Jackson Wednesday, January 9th

Last night I had a horrible dream.

After our meeting with the CEO of diamond, it was as if he haunted my thoughts.

I couldn't stop thinking about him, he was everywhere. I'm actually starting to get scared, and I even scared Frida.

We were in a café two days ago and I felt someone watching me from afar, and for some reason I thought it was him. So I started to run In his supposed direction, and Frida, confused, chased after me.

We ended up in front of a park, with tons of people and we eventually got lost. Frida was so mad at me and thankful at the same time that my French was so good. We managed to get back to our hotel and made it in time to see the last runaway of the week.

And of course, he wasn't there. Not that I saw the guy, but I felt him, gosh that's so weird.

It's like I was in one of those werewolf wattpad stories.

But my point is that, I can't go on like that. I feel him everywhere, even in my dreams. His presence is more clear and persistent than ever before. Last night's dream, wasn't the actual 'wet dream', but damn this dude has to calm himself down (I think I should too).

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We were in a familiar room, but at the same time I never saw it before.

He was in the shower connected to the bedroom and I was half naked on the bed.

He then came out of the shower and Jesus, this man looked like a god with nice and his delicious abs, no homo but still. He had a towel around his hips, it was tied pretty loosely and he was drying his hair.

When he figured out that I was (kind of) eye fucking him, he looked at me with the same burning gaze, the one from our meeting. A look full of desire and lust, the look of a predator ready to eat its prey.

I swallowed, and tried to talk to him but nothing was coming out of my mouth.

He took his towel off and dropped the other on the ground.

He was standing proudly in font of me with all his glory, and fuck he has huge.

My heart started beating as if I was doing a goddamn race, and he walked toward the bed.

"I missed you, my love" he said climbing on the bed, all I could do was look at him kind of (not actually) terrified. What do you mean my love, and why are you baked? I wanted to scream, but I froze.

He smirked and approached himself. I tried to get away from him but I unfortunately hit the bed frame.

"Did you miss me too?" he asked me, climbing on top of me. I looked at him with big eyes. Get away from me mother fucker.

Why can't I move!!!? Oh god, he's h-hard . I need to get him away from me now!

"Look, I'm not gay and not your love. I think it would be good for you if you climb on me sir. " I said, trying to push him away.

"Oh honey, it's been so long and I missed your body so much, please let me take you." He kissed my cheek and I felt a rush of electricity going into my face.

"What the fuck! " I punched him right in the face.

He fell off the bed and silently got up.

He slowly turned to me, with a sad and angry look on his face .

"How could you forget your own husband, Benia."

He said looking me straight in the eyes, then I woke up.

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Christian Alidini - Thursday, January 10th

" Shut up, fucker it's not funny. "

" Oh come on, that's hilarious. He fucking blowed your jaw, man. " Stephen laughs on the phone.

" I don't think it would have been funny if your wife did it to you. "

" If Chloe punches me, I will surely die. That woman is strong" I smile at that remark.

"Anyway, why not try to reconquer him. The dream didn't work, but think about how he fell in love with you once, why not twice?" I roll my eyes.

"Oh wow, I didn't think about it," I say sarcastically. "I just told you he thinks I'm a creep, how am I supposed to seduce him."

"Maybe, try to be more normal around him, show him that you are interested and stop eye fucking him every time he enters a room."

"I told you he avoids me like plague, he doesn't want to be around me..."

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After my failure to try to communicate with him, OK I know that this dream wasn't the best idea I had had so far but I'm really trying.

I made sure to encounter him after our meeting. We met three times during the fashion week.

Every time he sees me he makes sure to avoid me, or if Mrs. Ramirez sees and comes to talk to me, he makes sure to stay quiet the entire time.

Even when we are far from each other and we would catch each other's eyes he would make sure to divert his look, far away from me.

And it was hurting me a lot.

Kenny Jackson - Friday, January 11th

This man was weird, but I think I'm the only one who noticed.

He is like the busiest person on the entire earth, how do you explain that we are right now in the same fucking club. I think he is following me.

OK, he is with someone else, but considering the fact that we literally bumped into each other every time I got out of my hotel, how could I not think about him stalking me.

I know it sounds ridiculous, but come on.

My solution is, ignoring his presence and finding a nice lady to spend the night with.

Frida has already found a group of people to talk to, she is clearly having a good time.

I drink some more before I go to the toilet. And s shit, guess who is there. Yes of course it's him.

Honestly, I don't want to talk to him or even be polite so just turn around and go outside.

After a few minutes, someone approaches me.

"Do you want one?" The man asks me.

"No, thank you I don't smoke." I can't clearly see his face in the darkness of the city.

"Are you ok?"

"No, but can you leave me alone? I'm trying to avoid someone and have some alone time." I am annoyed.

"Sorry, I didn't want to bother you." He is about to return inside but I just apologize for being rude and tell him to stay. And out of nowhere I explain to him my problem.

"Why don't you talk to your client about all that?" I look in his direction.

"It's weird, I can't tell an important client I don't want to work with him because he scares me."

I feel his hand touching mine, pretty straightforward about what he wants.

"But maybe telling your partner about it could help you." He caresses my cheek with his other hand, and I let him.

"Can I.." I start asking, but I don't dare finish.

"Hum, whatever you want." And I put my lips on his.

He grabs my tight to pull me closer to him and intensifies our kiss.

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