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Elle's POV
"It’s cold.” I shivered.
“...” Demian didn’t reply as he guided me back into the mansion.
“Achoo!!” I think the sneeze was louder than it should have been. I sniffled.
“It’s because you were goofing around in heavy rain.”
“I wasn’t goofing around.”
“Oh? Then what else were you doing?”
“Going to the sauna.”
“I told you to get out of the room not out of the house.”
I stared at his back as he walked in front of me.
“I know.” I lied.
“Then why did you leave?”
“I didn’t feel very welcomed here.”
He stopped, turned out and patted my head, “You don’t run away from your own house.” His voice was so calm and soothing, I felt so warm. How strange. Go back a few hours and he was a completely different person.
“Your room.” He opened the door, next to which he had stopped ,“Shower before you sleep.”And then he left without looking back as I placed a hand on my head where he had patted me.
A big brother.
Unknowingly a smile spread across my face. A childish smile.
I entered my room. It was big but I guess Demian’s room is the biggest one huh?!
But why is my room on third floor?
Wait. Is my room the only room on this floor or was Demian’s room on the third floor too?
Still thinking I plopped on the bed and drifted into sleep completely forgetting about what Demian told me to do.
The next morning I woke up with a headache and a fever.
Shit. I should have at least dried myself if nothing else.
Oh lord! I feel like a zombie.
I went down and barely ate anything.
The maids immediately brought me food and medicine but I ate none.
I hate medicine. A lot!
“Miss please! Master Demian told us to take special care of you!” The maids were more worried about his order than my health. He must be a brutal person.
But the thing is, whenever I’m sick I can’t eat properly, I feel like I’ll puke everything out.
And medicine I just hate to take.
“I’m not hungry.” I stood up from the table and went back to my room.
I was brought lunch and I refused that.
I was brought snacks, I refused that.
I was brought dinner and I refused that too.
Maybe I shouldn’t have but now by nightfall my fever was worse.
I can’t even fall asleep now!! Why!?
Suddenly the door opened and I looked at the person standing there.
“Yo! Heard you’ve been annoying the whole staff since morning.” I ignored Noah's words and turned my head the other way.
“I don’t really care if you ignore me but.” Suddenly a strong pair of arms lifted me up and started taking me out of my room.
“What are you doing!!?”
“Delivering you to your “big brother”
What??
Why???
But I had no energy to resist.
In a few seconds I was in his room.
Noah laid me down on the bed as Demian stood up from his study and walked over to me while Noah left the room grinning.
“Why didn’t you take your medicine? I heard you didn’t eat anything all day either.”
“Mmmmm.”
“That is not a response. Answer me properly.”
“I hate medicine.”
“What are you, a baby?”
“Yes! I am!” I sat up.
He sighed, grabbed the glass of water along with the pills and sat next to me.
“Take them, DON'T test my patience.”
“No.”
“Well then baby sis.” His voice became firmer as he looked at me. Grabbing my face with one hand and squeezing my mouth open he threw the pills in my mouth but of course I wasn’t gonna swallow them and was trying to spit them out when suddenly, instead of making me drink the water he had in his hand he drank it himself.
What?
Then he kissed me.
What th---!?!?
Slipping his tongue in my mouth he made me swallow the pills and the water. After he was sure it all had gone done my throat he pulled away, licking the few drops of water around his lips.
I stared at him as my mind had stopped functioning, he gently wiped the streaks of water that had slipped from the corner of my lips down to my chin with his thumb.
“Now be a good girl and drink your soup.” He pointed at the bowl on the side table.
“I want the bowl empty, I’ll be watching.” He then stood up and started walking towards his study table.
“Family doesn’t do that.” I blurted out.
He stopped in his path and turned his head to look at me only to find a blush on my cheeks as I gently touched my lips with my fingers.
“....” He only blinked at me for a moment then spoke, “Family does anything to ensure the safety of family.”
He then turned around and started walking to his seat again, “Finish the soup.”
Picking up his files he looked at me as I was already looking at him. He raised his brows at me and I quietly picked up the bowl and started drinking as he went back to doing his work.
My heart won’t calm down.
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