Fated To Three Betrayed By All Until She Rose (Leilani) by Ahvahh novel Chapter 81

Chapter 81: Spectacular.

Leilani.

I laid back against the stiff hospital bed, smiling softly as I listened to Jarek reading out emails regarding work to me from his phone.

And then, he began to read text messages out to me too, most of which were text messages from fellow employees working at the company who had heard about my unfortunate situation. And while a few of them had been brief, most of those texts were from Yvette, his PA, who in her words said: "that the office now looked bleak and grey without my constant color."

Her message made both Jay and I laugh out loud, and in that moment, I couldn’t help but be grateful to him. For the past two days, he’s been a constant help to me, guiding me with care and providing me with everything I needed, whether I asked for it or not.

Hell, it didn’t even seem as though he was mad at me after we’d parted on weird terms that night after the party I still hated to think about.

And since he didn’t bring it up... I wouldn’t just yet.

I smiled. "So how is the whole situation with CUSP going? I have plotted the outline and created several templates we can follow in the implementation of its core logic, but—"

"You’re halfway to hell, probably currently wining and dining with the devil, and you can still stop to think about work right now?" He gasped, sounding exasperated.

His brows furrowed as he looked over at me, but I paid him no heed, stubbornly continuing by asking; "Can you bring my laptop over?"

"You mean the same laptop we found at the backseat of your opened car in the company’s parking lot on Monday morning?" He drawled, and then dropping his voice until it was barely above a whisper, he asked;

"Can you tell me exactly what happened to you? I have even worried sick, pondering over every possibility I could think of... and nothing. Leilani, I am lost! I need to know how your car was found open... abandoned and all, at the company while you were missing. That and the fact that this all seems to have happened on Sunday night."

"I was at the company," I said flatly, ignoring the rest of his question. "I went to work because I was pretty restless. And that was the day I created the said templates."

"I’m not disputing that..." Jay drawled softly, coming to tuck a stray tendril from my face. I shivered, catching a whiff of his rich scent when his fingers brushed against my face. "...however, I think— no, scratch that— I know you were kidnapped or something along those lines, but somehow, you’ve been reluctant to say anything about it."

At his words, I froze, closed my eyes and let out a long breath. "I don’t want to talk about it."

"Why?" He snapped quickly— too quickly, but as if suddenly realizing his mistake, he drawled; "I get that you may not want to recount the events of what happened as it may have been traumatic for you, and I’m not going to push you for answers... but just so you know, I’ll find out. And I’ll destroy them."

My eyes lifted slowly to meet his as I fisted my hands into the bed. Quietly, I shook my head. "No."

"No, what?"

"No, you wouldn’t destroy them." I said, my voice trembling as I said the words. I could still feel Caelum’s and Kael’s cold eyes on me... could still feel the prickle of the needle against my arm. I could still smell the dampness of the cold damp room in my nose. I muttered; "You wouldn’t make them pay."

"Why?"

"Because I’ll do it myself.. and because there’s no proof tying them to what they did to me." I finally blurted, my voice trembling as tears streamed down my face. "Also, if we report them for what they did, I’ll simply be crying wolf... moreover, someone else who’s innocent would be dragged into the mess."

"Do you realize you’re protecting your kidnappers, Leilani? Do you know you’re saving them— whoever they are?" He asked, causing tears to leak out of my eyes uncontrollably, and I lowered my gaze.

Truthfully, I was tired of burdening him with my affairs. I was tired of dragging him into a mess that was none of his business to begin with.

My eyelids felt heavy as I stared at the patterns on the bedsheets and then after a moment’s hesitation, I whispered; "I’m not protecting them. I would never protect them."

"Are you sure?" He asked, then sighing, he added; "I can almost swear that you are."

"I’m sure."

"Why do I feel they’re your mates?" He asked suddenly, causing my head to immediately snap up to meet his gaze.

Wait, what?

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