She just nodded and walked out of the office.
She came back with her laptop and sat on the couch, opening her laptop she started doing her work on it.
"Love, why aren't you in your office?" I asked softly yet worridly.
Her eyes snapped towards mine and she stood up immediately,
"S-sorry, do you want me to leave?" She asked softly, her cheeriness gone.
"No, love, I was just asking." I told her leaning back in my seat watching her closely.
While my stupid subconsciousness kept admiring her.
I reminded it thousands of times to be serious in a situation and not always horny, but how can it not be? She's always looking admirably hot, no matter what the scenario.
"Oh-uh... Well there's blood there and I don't feel comfortable there, c-can I be here for just some time?" She asked nervously.
She has changed to being the old Rozella, the Rozella who was shy and uncomfortably nervous around me all the time, not the one who would fucking bite me like a fucking cannibal all the fucking time and would whine to me for a kiss.
"Zella, you don't have to be uncomfortable around me... And why would you be here for some time? This is your office and you can stay here as long as you need." I told her.
She just nodded and sat back down and started typing on her laptop.
What's up with her nodding and being nervous?
She was very quiet and that was not who Rozella was, she would scream and shout, making me flinch and I would be begging her to calm down.
"Rozella?" I used her full name to show her that I am serious about our next conversation.
She looked at me and quickly looked down, but I saw the tears in her red puffy eyes.
I got up from my seat and walked towards her while touching my braids that she made yesterday.
I kneeled down in front of her but she didn't look up and kept fiddling with her fingers.
"Zella, baby, love, are you okay?" I asked, caressing her cheek.
She nodded but a traitor tear fell down on my hand that was caressing her cheek.
Why is she crying?
Did she really get affected by my punches that she is scared of me now?
This question caused a fear to awaken within me.
"I-I am fi-fine, you should go back to work, I don't want you to waste your time on me."
Waste time?
Where is all this coming from?
I walked back to my seat and sat down, looking at her to see her doing her work on her laptop while biting her nails.
It's been ten minutes since the incident and Iam fucking furious, Rozella isn't talking to me, I can't get any work done due to my mind diverting to her.
I leaned my head back on the chair and closed my eyes, tightening my fists on how to make her happy again.
Maybe I can take her skydiving again? Yeah... That made her happy.
Or maybe I can get her flowers and choclates?
Or... Maybe..
I was thinking of ways to make the smile that I love, appear on her face again, when I felt a small body collapse in my arms.
I opened my eyes and looked down to see Rozella straddling me and her head in my neck, her muffled sobs and sniffs, her hot tears on my neck, were making me feel the chest pain again.
I swear to God! I fucking need to get a cardiologist.
"I-Iam s-so so sorr-y, K- I like you, sorry, please don't be mad anymore, please baby, love, plea-please I-Iam sorry, I-"
She kept reciting her sorries like a mantra and my heart breaking at her every sniff and broken word.
"Baby, don't say sorry, but can you tell me what happened to you then?"
She shook her head and mumbled, "Not right now, please, let me hold you, please." She said pleadingly making me close my eyes and hold back a scream on Mark who made her like this Or me.. I don't know, she doesn't wanna fucking speak, but... I'll give her time.
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