《Emilia ✔️ NOW PUBLISHED!》16
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Why are you guys so incredible? Most of you already read Chapters 14 & 15 but re read and commented later anyways for my sake, so thank you because I was very upset to not see your reactions the first time where WattPad messed up since they were such important chapters. Enjoy Chapter 16! ♥️
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Aiden.
I take my first breath as I watch Emilia stepping onto the plane in front of me. I've had absolute tunnel vision since I first saw her, I needed to get her out of Italy as soon as possible. She needs to be safe and protected at all cost.
First things first... I need a fucking shower; I don't want her getting anymore nasty shit on her and I don't feel like keeping my hands to myself tonight so shower it is.
"Come." I beckon her to the back room, she smiles obeying me and following close to my heels. I'm dying to see her naked.
After closing the bedroom door with a smirk in Leo's direction I guide her to the bathroom. Without taking my eyes off of her I turn the water on, running my hand under to check the temperature. My breathing hitches in my throat at the sight of her as she takes off her clothes. I never thought I would see her again like this. Her long hair cascades down her perfect skin, my eyes outline her curves as she looks at me with innocent eyes.
I step in, helping her in as well. We're silent as the water cascades over our bodies, washing away the blood and filth I've sat in for weeks.
I never thought I would shower again.
I cup her chin and bring her plump lips to mine, her soft lips against me sends chills down my spine.
I never thought I would kiss her again.
Emilia brings a washrag to my body, lathering the soap into my skin. Her gentle touch almost brings me to tears after everything I've been through. She's such a fucking angel, what did I ever do to deserve her?
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The open cuts all over my body burn like a motherfucker as she cleans them. She's being so fucking gentle I don't want to let her know it hurts. I don't want her to stop.
Turning around to face her I look into her eyes; she looks beautiful but broken. I don't know whose decision it was to allow her to come to Italy and face my demons but there will be hell to pay when I find out. This fucking Leo guy, I'm sure he had something to do with it.
"You're staring at me." She smiles, breaking me from my trance.
I kiss her lips again, then I pull away and study her face; admiring her. "I missed you so much."
"I missed you too." She says, tears running down her cheeks. She tries to wipe them away, but it's only replaced by more water as it trickles from the showerhead. We both fall into a fit of laughter at the insanity of it all, we're together. She found her way to me.
I've never been so silent around her, my eyes just want to drink her in. Bringing my lips to her neck and rubbing my rough hands all over her soft body excite me. Fuck, she's so perfect.
"I need to bandage you." She says as she dabs my skin with a towel after we step out of the shower. I smile at her, I don't think I've ever smiled this much in my fucking life. I lift her up in the small bathroom and twirl her around. She giggles, but it's faint and distant. I know she's happy but she's breaking.
I brush her hair for her, admiring the dark strands as I work out the tangles. The brush gets caught as I pull through, I know it got tangled underneath that hideous fucking wig. "I'm serious Aiden, I need to bandage you." She tries to sound authoritative and fails.
"Just give me a minute to enjoy you." I take the towel away from her grip, wanting to see her naked body again. She bats her lashes at me and with a quick hungry movement I push her against the wall, the bathroom is so small but we can make it work. Her skin is still damp from the shower and the steam is incasing us as we kiss. I lift her legs around my waist and my bruised ribs cry in agony, but I don't care... I need to take her.
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"Not now." She pants, trying to push me away.
I step back, "You deny me?" I growl with a cocked brow. She rolls her eyes and I grab her ass in warning. "Where is this attitude coming from?"
"You need to be bandaged." A tear falls down her cheek. "I just need you to be okay." She says, her voice small. It breaks me.
Grabbing her face firmly and keeping my voice strong I say, "Emilia, listen to me. I. am. Okay."
She shakes her head, turning from me and rummaging through the cabinets under the sink. She lets out a breath when she finds the first aid kit. This is what she needs, then she will feel better. I hop on the counter and watch as she carefully lays everything out next to me.
Carefully, she places alcohol on a pad and cleans the wounds, again. It's overkill but whatever makes her feel better. I ignore the sting as I run my fingers through her damp hair. She is so focused on the task at hand that it concerns me.
Once every cut is properly covered in thick gauze, she looks at her work and gives it a small smile. "I would make a good nurse." She says, clapping her hands together with a slight smile.
I shake my head, hopping down and pulling her close to me, "You taking care of other people all day instead of me? No fucking way. Only me." I tease and watch her eyes light up; I know she loves how possessive I am. But really, she would make a wonderful nurse but we all know what her real dream is... and i've missed her cooking so fucking much. There's so many things I've missed. Most importantly...
I lean down so I'm eye level with her. "So now can I fuck you?"
She smiles, nodding her head and pulling me close. She hoists herself up, wrapping her legs around me. I slam her against the wall, hardening against her. My body grunts from the pain of my ribs and she quickly jumps off examining my body.
"Where does it hurt?" her tone is frantic.
"I'm fine." I lie.
"No, Aiden. Where." She demands, I shake my head running a towel through my hair. She pokes my chest; I stare down at her in confusion. What is she doing?
Then she pokes my ribs and I flinch, doubling over from the pain. "Ouch, what the fuck!" I yell, not at her but just in general.
Her voice cracks, "Are your ribs broke?"
I think this over for a moment, I could lie... will she let me fuck her with broken ribs? Probably not. I take too long to answer, she shakes her head. "Their broken aren't they." She places a hand on them gently.
"Yes." I admit.
"And you were thinking about lying to me to have sex?"
"Yes." I admit. Which elicits a chuckle from my girl, what a beautiful fucking sound.
"No sex until it heals." She says, making me laugh.
"I could just take it." I tease, she bites her lip. Rolling my eyes I say, "You don't want me to fuck you, but you bite your lip."
Her brow raises, batting her lashes she says, "I never said I didn't want you to fuck me."
Where did this girl come from? I give her an amused expression from her choice of words and she lets out a small laugh, but there isn't much humor behind it. As much as I want to fuck her senseless I can see the hollow expression behind her eyes... something is wrong.
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