The Billionaire's Desire

Chapter 15

Vanessa

The darkness suffocated me, and I almost choked.

I was in that moment-on the balcony, the ocean was vicious, and I felt the glint of the knife as it struck.

The pain came next, like wildfire spreading through my veins. I tried to scream but no sound came out. The world blurred around me

And then-

A shadow.

A dark figure slipping away into the night.

I tried to stop him; I tried to reach out. I was so close, but my body wouldn't move.

I was falling

Falling into a void space...

I gasped awake...the room was dim, there were monitors and beeping machines

A little hand clinging unto mine, slowly his fingers begin to slip away from mine

I shook him violently "Elvis? Elvis stay with me, boy"

His face became pale as he stared right back at me with his bulgy eyes, which began to close slowly

An alarm rang out, shrill and urgent.

The doctors rushed in, their voices a blur of panic and orders. Hands pulled me back as I struggled, screamed, begged-

Then the beeping stopped

No, my Elvis

No, no, no--

I jerked, panic clawing at my throat. I tried to sit up. Not only did the scent of sterile antiseptic sting me, but the fact that my head seemed too heavy to move made me push back a little. I opened my eyes faintly, but I couldn't see clearly.

I hoped deeply this wasn't another nightmare, two nightmares? How bad could this day get?

I grip my fingers around the sheets trying to steady myself but it was a little heavy, like a weight was on it

Then it struck me, his hand–wrapped protectively around my arm

Scot

Even in his sleep, his grip was firm, as if letting go would mean I'd fall off the bed.

My heart clenched

He looked like he needed comfort....he looked wrecked. Like a man on the edge of something he couldn't control.

I shifted slightly, and that was all it took. His head snapped, and the moment our eyes met, something flickered in his gaze-something bright

"Vanessa", he breathed, as if he wasn't sure I was real. His fingers tightened around mine, and in an instant, the nightmares faded.

I tried to say something but I was interrupted by his hug, he hugged me like a child who'd just found his lost toy, his arm wrapped around me tightly

"Uhhm Scot, you forgot to let go" I chuckled lightly

"Sorry, you're awake ", his normal thick rough voice sounded soft, weird!

I tried to smile, but my lips trembled. " I wasn't planning on sleeping forever."

He exhaled sharply, shaking his head, but I caught the way his jaw clenched as unnoticeable as he tried to look

"You almost did," he murmured. "how do you feel?"r

"I don't feel so good, what really happened?" I winced

"Easy there, you were supposed to be on anaesthesia!" He growled, making me jerk a little

"I meant you aren't supposed to feel anything" he continued more calmly

"My question waits unanswered My Scot Greyson"

"You're not fit to ask or get responses to the question, my wife Vanessa Greyson"

Did I just feel butterflies or it was just pangs of hunger why did the phrase 'my wife' make me suddenly nervous

"Alright, you had better explain to me why I'm in a hospital on a Tuesday...."

"Wednesday" he interrupted

"Wednesday, bedridden", I paused "Elvis!, I have a child for goodness's sake...is he okay? I need to check on him"

I tried to get up again, and this time Scot's huge hands rested on my shoulders firmly but not so tight, making me voluntarily put my body to rest he followed suit as my back touched the bed, i could feel my heart beat loudly as Scot looked me in the eye his hands brushed against my cheeks softly

He moved closer to my face

The unspoken tension curling between us, the sterile antiseptic air changed suddenly, I could only smell his cologne, I felt his cologne on my skin

His gaze flickered to my lips

I didn't look away-I didn't want to look away.

He leaned in, slow deliberate.

And for once-I didn't look away.

My heart pounded heavily, my pulse quickened, and I feared a heart attack, but no worries I was in a hospital

I wanted to stop him, I should have stopped him

Should have reminded both him and myself that this wasn't part of the plan- that whatever this thing beginning to happen between us was, it couldn't happen.

But I didn't flinch

I couldn't

His hot breath ghosted against my skin, and my eyes fluttered shut, anticipation crackling between us like a live wire--

The door burst open.

"Ah, you're awake!"

The doctor's voice shattered the moment like a glass.

Scot jerked back, his grip on my hand loosening.

I sucked in a sharp breath, my cheek flushed as I turned toward the intruder.

What was happening? Why was I pissed that this innocent doctor who was just after my well-being while being paid, interrupted the moment

The doctor, completely oblivious to what was happening, walked in with a clipboard, his eyes scanning the monitors; he touched my wrist to feel my pulse and pulled down my lower eyelid to check. "Well, that's a relief. We were getting worried there for a while, you're one strong lady...we thought we were going to lose...

"Um, Doctor," Scot looked at his name tag ",..Felix, we get the point, thank you".

Looking at Doctor Felix, I swallowed hard, forcing myself to nod "I- I am a fine doctor"

"Do take care" he gave me a pat on my head

Scot didn't hide his displeasure, I chuckled as the doctor excused us

I looked back at Scot, but he avoided my gaze, that's what I thought, I turned my head to rest

That moment was gone, but the way my heart still races told me one thing, something dangerous... which looked like trouble.