Love Me Or I Die

CHAPTER 18

Daniel’s eyes grew darker and darker. There was definitely no more water left in her mouth, and yet she was still sucking. Even the tip of her tongue was constantly searching for his lips.

“Woman, you asked for this. I don’t care if you are sick.” It had awakened his desire—no woman was the same as her. The slightest touch between teeth and lips was enough to arouse him, but for him, it was still nothing like a real kiss.

He rested his hand on the top of her head and braced her for the pressure. Then, he kissed her hard on her lips and began his unstoppable assault.

She merely reacted by reflex. Their tongues constantly intertwined with each other as it brought on tangles of unmistakable passion.

However, Lucia struggled, and she frequently twisted her body in his arms. Daniel pinned her down for he wanted to enjoy the sweet pleasure with her one more time.

He could have been more brutal, but for some reason, he stopped himself. His fingers ran over her lips, over and over. He was unsure of what he should or wanted to do next.

“Tell me. Why should I stop?” He knew that she was unconscious. As despicable as it may sound, he wanted to know the reason.

This time, she won’t be able to lie.

“Tell me. Do you love me?”

She cried even more in response. She mumbled a subconscious reply, but the love and heartache did not diminish, not even the slightest. She felt as though it had made a mark on her soul. It would become a shadow that would follow her in her deep slumber within the coffin.

“Yes…” She clutched the blouse at her chest. An icy fire seemed to burn within her body. It was ice cold at one moment, and hot in another—so unbearable. Yes, she loved him. At her state of unconsciousness, she could clearly remember her love for this man. It was a love so humbled and undignified.

“Then, why don’t you want to continue?” His hand had once again moved to her waist, and it was proactively caressing her. That made her blush even more. Her face was no longer pale as daylight.

“I don’t want him. Not anymore.” Lucia kept shaking her head and continued to struggle. “I refused. He had laid his hands on another woman. He kissed another woman. So filthy…”

Her body shrank in agony while the man simply held her in place. All she could do was to open her mouth and murmur in misery. Daniel had felt a dull and heavy feeling for the first time. He could not even describe such a feeling after he heard the misery in her voice.

He actually felt his heart aching.

He rested his hand on her face and could feel the cold traces of tears with his fingers. All women he had dated, had confessed their love for him—even the late Sophia was no exception. He was unimpressed as it had boosted his male ego well, but he felt as if something had touched his frozen and rigid heart.

Even moved.

“Alright, stop crying. You crybaby.” He tenderly patted her face as if coaxing a little girl. He also made it as an excuse to explain further, regardless of whether this woman could understand or if she was even conscious.

“I did not touch her. I have not been with another woman ever since I had you,” he said, although he knew she could not hear him. But at the very least, he could speak his mind—thoughts she was not aware of.

“Woman. If so, do you think you have succeeded? I hate you. I hate the fact that I only have you on my mind.” He narrowed his gaze dangerously as he muttered softly to himself, “Tell me. Do you think I still hate you when I only have you on my mind?”

He had no answer to that.

Nor did she.

This is the difference between loving someone and not to love.

To love is to give. Not to love, is to take away.

And as they warmed each other that beautiful night, love was in the air. In their tale of intense love, who would hold grudges, and who would end up with regrets?

When everything slowed down and peace had returned, Daniel opened his eyes. It was full of excitement from their wild intimacy earlier on. It had yet to recede. He had never been so satisfied in terms of the body, to the heart, and then to his soul. Not once has any woman give him such fulfillment.

“Woman, I really love your body.” His fingers slid across her face, a look of unguessable distance blazed in his dark eyes.

He closed his eyes, and when they opened, his fingers were resting on her forehead. It was too dark to make out anything, much less understand anything.

He pushed away from the woman who he had been embracing but she hugged his waist tightly, refusing to let go.

She even had her pillow positioned on top of his chest. They resembled a real couple who were infatuated with each other. It was as if they had fallen asleep hugging one another after having physical intimacy.

Initially, Daniel wanted to push her away again, but he stopped. It was his way of compromising, as an expense for the one night she had given him.

Lucia slept even closer to him. It was warm. So warm. Her body was tired. However, her heart was warmer than she had ever felt.

As though she had gone back to her childhood where she had laid in her mother’s embrace.

“Mom…” The mumble came from her lips. It sounded sad and painful. Soon, a drop of tear slipped from the corner of her eye, hidden in Daniel’s chest.

That cold was senseless, but it caused an accidental spasm in his heart. He could not explain what triggered it.

He put his hand on her hair and gently caressed her. It was too bad she missed the unexpected display of tenderness.

She slept soundly. He kept glancing at the watch on his wrist. This might well be his first time late for work. His schedule within the company has always been precise like a well-tuned machine. He was never late, and he never leaves early.

Whereas today, he could not get up. It wasn’t because he didn’t want to; it was impossible. This woman had him in a tight bear hug. In fact, he just couldn’t bear to wake her up, not because of the bear hug.

Whenever he pulled her hand intending to get rid of her, she would become so overwhelmed with sadness that she would look like she would cry. His heart couldn’t take the agony. He wanted to leave her, but he couldn’t seem to make the right choice.

He lowered his head, pinched hard on the woman’s face and sulked. She was a troublesome woman.

She shook his hand off in discomfort. The pinch might have awakened her for her eyelashes slightly fluttered. She felt her body aching, but it was warm. She was reluctant to move away.

As she suddenly opened her eyes, it shocked her to see the man in front of her. Why was he here? They were huddled together in an intimate position. It was not her hands, but his. He had his hands around her waist, his arm was her pillow. She even wrapped her legs around his. She noticed their bodies being close with no barrier for their lower bodies. She was naked beneath the blanket.

“I’m sorry,” she cautiously apologized and removed her leg awkwardly from his. And while doing so, she accidentally brushed against his most sensitive area. She blushed when the man’s body reacted.

He merely smiled. This woman can really arouse him with the slightest things. She looked so innocent, but it had caused his heartbeat to race.

“Woman, I’m late for work today because of you. I have never suffered a loss. What I’ve lost, I will get the compensation from you.”

He couldn’t help but kiss her as he flipped her over. It was as sweet as he remembered.

The urge to continue followed after it. They never stopped. They got satisfaction from each other. It was beyond physical satisfaction.

What she gained was love while he gained lust.

Daniel felt energized after he put on his clothes. His eyes were still profoundly dark, unlike the look he had earlier when he was in a physical entanglement with the same woman.

It exhausted Lucia and she fell asleep again.

He sat down and put his hand on her face. “I’m bringing you out for dinner tonight. Remember to wait for me.”

She merely replied with an unconscious low murmur. She fell back into a deep sleep.

He stood up and looked down at the woman who was huddling her body as she slept on the bed. His thin lips slightly curled with a hint of aloofness. It might have been the lighting in the bedroom which gave him such a look.

He looked up and cast a glance at the wedding portrait hanging on the wall. When his gaze fell on Sophia’s face, the pain quickly flashed in his dark eyes. But it went away just as fast as it appeared.

He closed the door. All that was left was a woman who was too exhausted to open her eyes.

******

Daniel, the CEO of Daniel's Enterprise made an unprecedented move and was late on that day—it was over two hours. It had never happened before.

” Tsk … Cousin, one look at you and I could tell that you’ve overindulged in lust. Be careful about your health. Remember to take more tonics. Like that deer p***s or whatever.”

“Justin, not a single word from you again. Do you really think I won’t dare to lay a finger on you?” Daniel looked up from among the stacks of documents. His voice was calm, but there was a serious warning laced on it. He better shut his mouth or else, he would kick him all the way to the Pacific Ocean.

“Ahh. Cousin, I’ll stop. I will just sit here. I’m serious. I will sit here and be silent. You don’t really have to kick me. One doesn’t go around kicking a handsome man’s buttocks.” Justin hastily took a sit at the side. It was one of those threats again. He couldn’t help but rub his butt. It was always the same trick. Wasn’t he shameful?

“Oh, yes. Cousin, come over to my house today. My mom said she has not seen you for a long time. She wants you to come over for dinner when you have the time.” Justin stretched his legs. His mother was biased for all she thought was his cousin. She did not even look at her own son who was her flesh and blood, a part of her.

“I have an appointment.” It took a while for Daniel to reply. He recalled his promise to that woman. “Perhaps another day.”

Justin merely lifted his brows. “Oh, I see.”…

He took a stack of documents and passed them to Daniel. “Cousin, the contract for today. This is…”

There was a constant nagging within the quiet CEO’s office. However, since Justin worked for Daniel, he was the one who was always talking while Daniel listened on.

When Lucia woke up, it was already noon. On that day, she had a deep slumber and woke up late. She sat up, lowered her head, and saw the bruises. She also knew what had happened between Daniel and herself.

She picked up his clothes that were lying on the floor. As she rested her hand on her forehead, a vague and faint bitter smile appeared on her face.

He had found her when she left yesterday. There were some things she couldn’t recall. She knew it was him. Whatever he had said, she couldn’t remember.

She really couldn’t recall.

Why did he search for her? Why couldn’t he leave her alone to live or die?

She did not want to have any hope or expectation for despair always comes after hope. As she looked up, the wedding portrait was still hanging on the wall, occupying half of it. It was not a thing that hung between them. It was Sophia. He had said she owed him and Sophia a life.

But this life, were they expecting her to compensate?