The Billionaire's Revenge

Chapter 41: Pills

Andra Erlina Milburn's Point of View

"You ready?" he whispered in my ears. "Just one pop, sweetheart. Then I'll let you rest, how about that?"

I groaned. "But you already made two pops… what if you'd make me pregnant, huh?"

He fell silent until after a second, he smirked. Zacarias didn't say anything. It's already around one in the morning and yet, Zacarias wa satill active having s*x with me. It seems like he haven't gotten drunk the whole time.

Like what I've said, Zacarias already had two pops but not inside. The fear of having a child accidentally pops in my mind. I mean, I want to drink pills at all and the only thing we're doing was his withdrawal and it wasn't safe at all!

Regardless of what I feel, I just nodded nonchalantly. He entered me again for the ninth time, kissing my cheeks whilst I was gripping at the glass walls of his room. Yes, glass walls!

"You won't, I'll be careful," he amended.

I groaned. "We've been doing this continuously, Zacarias. Maybe it's time for us to s-stop?" I tried reforming.

"Stop?" He then pinned me on the wall hard. "You wanna stop now, huh? You're a temptress, how can we stop?"

"I'm not tempting you…"

"You wear these kind of dress. Aren't this call seducing, young lady?"

My face heated. Whenever I'm at my apartment, sometimes I don't wear things that are uncomfortable for me. Sometimes, I only wear a shirt and my undies, not to mention I was only there all by myself.

I'm comfortable with it, honestly. Since I am only the person inside. But the only fault I have was, my hobby in my apartment before was now here.

"I'm comfortable with it…" I said. "But I stopped wearing that when… I noticed you always put me above the bed whenever you see me wearing one,"

A small smirk crept on his lips. As if he was amused by what I've said. "How fast to comprehend, huh?"

My eyes turned into an owl's eyes. "Zacarias…" I muttered when he started rubbing my femininity again from behind.

"Just another round, Andra. After that, I'll let you sleep. I promise,"

I turned around and wrapped my hands around his neck, breathing heavily as I straddle my legs around his waist.

"One more, then. After that, let me rest or there's a high possibility of me not getting enough rest."

**

I woke up early in the morning feeling sore. The sun already rise, the sun rays already came inside through the big curtains that Zacarias owns.

I thought it's weekdays but it wasn't. Actually, today is Saturday and I thought of going to the pharmacy and buying pills I should have.

Regardless of what I feel, I tried getting up the bed despite the solely comforter being wrapped around my body. Slowly, I got up from the bed not until I saw what time it was already. It's already around one in the afternoon. Honestly speaking, I got shocked to see what time is it. I never woke up late in the afternoon, though, it's my first time doing this.

Slowly, I got my undies on the ground, tried putting it on mine as I saw that there's a huge shirt on the couch. I immediately got it and put it on me.

I can feel the hunger creeping in my body. Slowly, I walk towards the kitchen and saw a man standing who only wears a plain apron without a shirt on his body.

"Morning," I greeted him with my soft voice.

He hoisted his gazes and smirked at me. "Sit down, I just woke up and rushing for our late lunch,"

"Did Felicia came?"

"She's sick. She came home so she could rest. Bear with my cooking first. Throw it if you don't like it," which I know I wouldn't do.

I've been tasting and eating the one he cooks thrice or twice since the first time I was here. And none of those taste bad and nof according to the foods I ate before.

Zacarias prepared the food for me, since I couldn't walk and move, he was the one who did all of it including the plating of my food. The whole time I was only eating, my cheeks was scorching in fire that I couldn't look intently at Zacarias.

"Was it good?" he asked, a bit attentive.

I nodded as I wiped my mouth using the table napkin behind me.

It seems like Zacarias was ready going out. Since then, the only person I could rely on was him. All the time I was eating, I was thinking about getting myself a pills later at the pharma but couldn't get one as for having a sore legs and aching body.

It was Zacarias who finished first. He came out of the kitchen without telling anything until he came back wearing a plain gray shirt and his board shorts with a car keys in his hand.

Slowly, he walked towards me and glanced at my way.

"I'll just buy something outside. Just drop the plates on the sink, I'll handle it," he said, making me look confused.

I gave him a confused look. "A-Alright, I'll wait for you h-here…"

Zacarias came out his penthouse immediately. When I'm done eating my food, I went to the sink and washed all the things Zacarias used including the pans and other utensils on it.

Despite of my body aching, I still managed to put the trash bag outside and came inside his room again for me to pick up my phone but later on, I just found myself resting above his bed again.

I decided to rest above it even if I thought of Zacarias scolding me and asking why I am still here not untilI just found myself almost sleeping above his bed.

Not gonna lie, my body aches so much that I worked for the whole month and didn't get any rest. I was about to sleep when I heard the door creak, slowly, large firm hands held my waist as a hot breath landed on my neck.

"Baby," he whispered. "Wake up," he whispered through my cheeks.

Slowly, I turned around as my eyes were half opened and saw Zacarias looking at me intently.

"Why?" I retorted using my bedroom voice.

"Drink this," he said, hoisting his hands as I saw a small paper bag on his hand.

"What's that?"

Zacarias leaned closer to me, hugged my small waist from the back before kissing my cheeks, "Pills, baby."