Chapter 43

Surreal.

Peaceful.

Serenity.

Words couldn't explain what Nathaniel was feeling but that was what he could list feeling in his chest, he felt complete and closer to his Angel after the long night activities.

He wore her out, giving her the best orgasm after another till her voice hoarse from screaming... But whenever he put his semicock in her, jerking her body to life, she would be screaming and writhing in pleasure, asking for more.

He caressed her chubby cheeks, adorably, looking at how she looked peaceful sleeping, she was just getting sleep after a long night. He took her on all fours, missionary, 69, cowgirl, and others… hitting her inside like never before… the experience getting newer every time he took her.

He pecked her forehead lovingly and saw her collarbone revealed, showing the love bites, he gave her and grinned like he won a trophy and he loved them on her.

Nathaniel peeled one eyelid open, stifled a yawn that wanted to escape but quickly got up when he felt the heat emitting from Angelina's naked body.

Her body was heating up, sweating profusely with eyes closed, lips purpled, skin pale and deeper in slumber.

Fuck, fuck fuck, he muttered under his breath, jumping out of the bed, taking a clean boxer, and put it on before entering the kitchen.

His hands trembling, he didn't know what to do. His brows shrunken… he was confused and scared…there were handprints all over her body… and she was shivering too.

He quickly closed the windows from the chill morning breeze before going to the bathroom to bring a wet towel.

He wiped her body with the wet towel, cleaning her body from sweat. He was scared… Did he overdo?.. Was he too rough…. But she didn't complain,... Only for her to giggle and smile sultrily at him then, started moaning his name for more and he gave it to her as she wanted it.

Angelina's phone rang, breaking him from his thoughts. He put down the used towel and went to the phone at the bedside. He took it and saw Angelina's father's name flashing on the screen and his heart nearly removed from his ribcage.

His heart beating furiously in fear... No, it was pounding. What will I say, he thought, gnawing on his lower lip and nearly bit his fingers off while running his hands through his hair, frustratedly and nervously.

What would he say?... Sir, I made love with your daughter throughout the night and this morning, she's not waking up, Nathaniel thought, cringing at his thought… no… no… he shook his head vigorously, placing the phone down when he heard a tired moan from her.

"Baby," he called softly, confused, didn't know whether to touch her, "Can you hear me?" he asked, his hands trembling, "Just please baby… open your eyes" he mumbled, shaking her gently but she didn't move.

Her phone rang again and he gulped, swiping it to green… "good morning sir" His voice came out crook and he cleared his throat, not looking at Richard.

"My son-in-law!" Richard greeted happily, grinning widely, "Where is my little tiger?" he inquired, not seeing his daughter anywhere.

"Sir.." he paused, "The thing is that.. Angelina.." he trailed off, not knowing how to begin.

"What the fuck did you do to my daughter" the man screamed, making Nathaniel distance the phone from his ear.

"Nothing... Nothing" he stumbled on his voice.

"Then what happened?".

"We had a misunderstanding yesterday and made up last night but…" he responded, "So…she's shivering, sweaty and her body is heating up" he relayed.

"Was she inside the rain or playing in the rain?" Richard sighed, knowing his daughter.

"Yeah, she didn't play in the rain but the rain..".

"I understand" Richard nodded his head in understanding, "Angelina tends to have a fever after staying in the rain" He muttered while Nathaniel was worrying whether he'd worn her down. "fret not boy, check her bag, she's always with aboliki balm".

"Abo-lai-ki balm?".

Richard face palmed himself, shaking his head, not bothering to correct him, "Just check her bag, take the balm then pour warm water in a bowl and scraped some of the balm in it to make it dissolved in the water, after that, take a towel and place it on her temple and nose" Richard instructed, smiling reassuringly at the young lad who brows creased in worries.

"Okay, thank you," he said.

"I'll call back later to check on how she's doing" Richard smiled and hung up.

Nathaniel stood up abruptly, putting the phone on the nightstand then he walked to the closet to check for the methylated balm. He checked the first bag, scattering everything inside but found nothing then to another bag in rows and found the same thing. He ran his hand through his head frustratedly, wiping the sweat from his forehead as he was truly feeling what was called restlessness and powerlessness for the first time. He wanted to shout and screamed out his plight but swallowed them in, having faith to check the last bag in a row but found none again. He screamed out loud, putting his fist on-air before remembering the bag she carried yesterday and ran out. He walked to his parked car, opened it, and saw the bag. He unzipped it, searching through it like a military on a specific mission before seeing the yellowish small bottle. He held it in his hand like a trophy and grinned cheekily like he'd accomplished a hard task then ran inside to boil water.

When the water was hot enough, he poured it into a small bowl and used a spoon to scrape a small amount of the balm in it as it dissolved, he used the spoon to stir the hot water and went back to the room where his Angel was sleeping.

He gingerly put the bowl down on the bedside table and walked to the closet and brought his shirt out. He raised her body gently, wearing the shirt for her, and buttoned it up. He caressed her hair softly, bonding it up. He raised the thick duvet and covered her with it, only her head was showing before turning around to off the AC.

He wetted his lips readily, cleaning his clamped hands before dipping his hands in the bowl and quickly removed them, shaking his burnt hands and blowing them

He sighed, closing his eyes then quickly dipped his hand in it again, bringing out the wetted towel. He slowly wrung it and placed it on her head and nose, repeating it before the water got cold.

He left the bowl at the bedside, holding her hands, caressing while the folded towel was still on her forehead. He sat at the bedside, staring at her before his eyes dropped closed, drifting to darkness.

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Nathaniel woke up from his nap, feeling his hand in his head, and quickly raised it to see Angelina smiling weakly at him.

"Oh, Angel, thank God you are awake," he hugged her before releasing her then hovering over her, "I was damn scared, I was scared that I nearly lost my mind… I thought I overdid yesterday, I thought I hurt you and that was the last thing in my mind… I thought I was…" his rambling was cut off by Angelina pecking his lips to shut him.

His brows creased in worries, his shoulders were slouched and his hands which were holding her were trembling.

"I'm okay" her voice was hoarse, she cleared her throat only to cough out and sneeze.

Nathaniel's eyes widened, "I'm such a fool," he said panicky, running to the kitchen to heat a soup for her.

After pouring everything together in the pot, he switched off the cooker and placed the soup bowl in a tray, a glass of water, and a cold tablet.

When Nathaniel entered again, he saw her eyes closed and quickly placed them on the table before shaking her.

"I'm not sleeping" Angelina groaned tiredly, "Just closing my eyes" she muttered.

"Okay, okay, I understand" he raised his hands in surrender, quickly helping her in a sitting position.

He made her rest her back on the pillow that he'd placed on the bed head.

He sighed, taking the soup and stirred it before, raising the spoon for her to open her mouth, "No.." she shook her head.

"Baby... Just take it to get better" he coaxed her, bringing it closer to her mouth.

"I don't like the look and smell" she wrinkled her nose and turned her head away.

"Love," He called softly, turning her head to him, "Just take it for me".

"Okay," she sighed, begrudgingly opening her mouth.

"Good girl" he praised, patting her head adorably when she squeezed her nose as she swallowed it.

After feeding her like five spoons, she shook her head, not eating again.

"Just a little more, baby," he said while she didn't budge, he sighed, putting the soup on the tray.

"You tried love" He pecked her forehead. He took the tablet in his palm holding it out for her.

"No.." she shook her head vigorously, "I don't like taking medicines" she mumbled.

"Okay," he sighed, taking a pill in his mouth then a gulp of water before holding her head, staring at her and latching his mouth to hers, prying her mouth opened, transferring the pill in her mouth, making her swallow it before kissing her.

He kissed her slowly, tongues rubbing and probing each other, he groaned before reluctantly removing his mouth from hers only to hear her whined.

"Not now love, you aren't feeling fine" His voice was deep with desire as he smiled adorably at her pouted lips before kissing her and helping her lay on bed.

He rubbed her cheeks, smiling happily at her before using his hand to close her eyes for her to sleep so that the drug could be effective and he went to the kitchen to wash the dishes then did the chores.

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