His Dark Desire: Tales of a Yandere-Chapter 180

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180 v. Falling

Hiding from both the government and the yakuza is no easy task. Every day was like hell, not knowing if that was the day they will be found out.

But her heart has never been so at peace, having him by her side through it all made her feel so reassured. That somehow all things will be okay in the end.

Because he was there beside her, she felt like she could trust in the future. He stirred and she closed her eyes, not wanting him to see her gawking at him while he slept.

She didn’t think he would like being watched like that. She blushed at the idea, giving herself away as he chuckled.

“Why did you have to pretend to be asleep?” he kissed her cheek, making her blush even more.

Since she has already been found out, she opened her eyes and met his. The pair of golden eyes shined brighter than the sun and made her heart skip a beat.

“I didn’t want you to think that I’m weird,” she pouted.

He laughed and gave her another kiss, this time it was a swift kiss on her lips, “I don’t mind waking up to you watching me like that.”

“But it is intrusive,” she said, biting her lip as what has been her habit for when she didn’t know what to say without looking like a fool.

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Fuck. Isn’t she so fucked up right now? Watching over him as he sleeps! That was what romance novels are all about. A sign of falling for someone.

She stood up and ran to the bathroom, holding her red cheeks with both her hands. Fuck. She is so fucked.

She looked at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were wide and bright like blue skies after a storm. She heard him knocking at the door, asking if she was alright.

She closed her eyes and counted to ten before answering him that she was fine. This thing will surely go away in time, she assured herself.

This crazy feeling of her heart fast beating against her chest. It has to one day stop doing that just because he was near.

She can’t afford to feel anything for anyone. Not when she was running away from the confines of her prison.

And especially not when she was in such a position that doesn’t make it fair for either of them. She washed her face but the cold water did nothing to calm her down.

Realizing you are falling for someone you were not meant to feel anything for was as shocking to her as it was alarming. She wanted to berate herself for feeling this wretchedness inside.

She didn’t want to fall for him. The timing doesn’t make sense and the situation was so fucked up she didn’t have time to worry about all this.

She tried to compose herself before going back to the room. And he was just there, sitting from across the bed, waiting for her it seems.

Has he been waiting like this for her outside all this time? He didn’t have to, but it felt nice to think he has been worried about her.

She gulped as he stood and waited for her, prompting her to walk back to where he was. He embraced her when she reached him, his strong arms caging her instantaneously.

“Are you okay, sweetie?” there was concern and worry in his voice, making her heart feel even more pained at their situation.

“Of course,” she tried to assure him as she returned his hug.

“Are you sure you don’t need to be taken to the hospital?” he inquired.

She laughed at hearing that, “As if we can go out of here without risking getting caught. With both sides chasing us down, it will be absolutely impossible for the two of us to go to a hospital.”

She haven’t left their hideout since its inception, he was the only one going out to get supplies. He repeatedly told her it was best for their situation.

She readily agreed of course seeing how things have turned out. The trouble she had caused the poor man is already too much. She didn’t want to add to his worries.

His arms tightened around her, so much that she feared her body will be crushed, “I will make a way if it was really necessary. That’s why you have to be honest with me. Your health is more important.”

She laughed bitterly at his words, wanting so much to correct him but settled at being silent. There was nothing she could say except, “Thank you for caring for me like this. You have risked your life helping me. Even until now I still don’t understand why you would do something like that. Why did you have to risk your position for me? And to put your life on the line for a casual partner?”

His body stiffened hearing that, “Casual? You mean more to me than that word.”

“What do you mean?” she looked up at him, feeling lightheaded.

He smiled at her and kissed her forehead, “We both know you are not ready to find out. So voicing it out will just make matters even worse. I don’t want to pressure you into anything, queenie.”

She blushed, feeling cared for by him like this is so nice. It was justifiable enough to fall for someone like him, she has just been so blinded by that possibility.

He kissed her forehead and asked her, “What did you want for breakfast?”

She tiptoed and pressed a kiss on his cheek, “Ham and egg, and fried rice.”

He chuckled at her request. He must have already thought it was what she would ask for him to cook since she has been requesting it for a week now.

It also surprised her, if only she wouldn’t think it weird and too inconsiderate, she would have asked him to cook that for every meal.

She was not a fan of ham, bacon yes but never ham. Her change of palate must have been brought about by stress, she thinks.

“It’s okay queenie. Wait for me here okay, I’ll cook it real quick. So promise to behave while I’m gone,” he pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead before letting her go.

She had this unusual feeling of wanting to follow him to the kitchen. But she fears that she will just throw up from the smell.

She hated the smell of ham being fried. It was terrible that she just found out now. 𝙛𝐫e𝚎wℯ𝗯𝒏𝗼ѵ𝙚l.𝒄o𝚖

Maybe it was because she had never stayed in a kitchen before. That she didn’t even realize that she had an allergy to its smell.

Dominus became even more caring when this unusual sickness began to overtake her. It was good he seemed to understand exactly even her mood swings.

She can say she really got lucky to be in this situation with him. But now she just felt more indebted to him.

He has insisted she rest most of the time and would not even let her pick up the broom. The last time she even attempted to go anywhere near it he made sure to give her a scolding.

She giggled and nodded, “I’ll behave. I promise.”

She let out another burst of laughter as he princess-carried her in his arms. He gently lay her on the bed and pressed kisses on her cheeks. Butterfly kisses, she gets it now why they were so called.

It was so difficult to explain how something that wasn’t sensual at all caused her heart to flutter as his lips brush softly against her skin.

She closed her eyes and waited for the kiss on her lips, making her blush when it never came. She pouted when he remained immobile, she opened her eyes and found him staring at her.

His golden eyes were soft and gentle, and in them is the adoration that she couldn’t ignore. She felt a prickly sensation in her chest when their eyes met.

“Were you waiting for something else, my queen?” he teased her, his playful voice making her blush even more.

“Not at all,” she denied as she continued to sulk from this deprivation.

“Do you want to be kissed, queenie?” he asked her, leaning close into her such that their lips almost touched.

“No?” she hated that it sounded like a question. She really ought to work on her acting skills somehow.

His deep laughter filled the room as it reverberated in her heart. Isn’t it unfair how this man can absolutely do nothing and still fill up every space of her imagination?

“You don’t sound very sure, queenie. Is that perhaps your final answer?” his smile faded as a look of intense longing filled his eyes.

Her lips quivered as she struggled to find an answer. But just when she thought she finally found her voice, he swooped in and claimed her lips.

Her whole world started to spin as she felt like his kiss has put her in a drunken state. She was left in a stupor as she blinked after their kiss.

“Wait for me here, or I won’t be able to stop. We both know you need to eat on time,” he cut short the devious kiss that made her feel like she was burning with need.

Curses, she internally murmured as the big giant of a man left to cook her breakfast. In bed when he was out of sight, she ended up hugging his pillow and sniffing his scent before she let herself fall deep into sleep.

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