ADDAMS

Whitney showed great kindness toward my dad, I saw her flashing him a smile, and she acted tenderly with him.

I didn't understand that. When did it begin to be like that?
Why was she doing this? It was suspicious, her behavior had changed in a lapse.

What was going on? was he no more the suspect? did she put away the pain she felt? A lot of questions were spinning into my mind. Her smile and manners toward him were filled with seriousness, It seemed that nothing was feigned.

Her smile, the voice she used when she conversed with him, was no more charged with bitterness.

She had never acted like that before. Was my father something against her?

"What is going on?" I held her hand and questioned. I was not angry nor jealous, I knew she loved me, I was just anxious for her. I feared that my dad have tried something to threaten her.

"What do you mean?" She retorted, frowning her eyebrows to tell me she didn't understand why I asked this question.

"Why are you acting like that with my dad?" added I, I wanted explanations, I needed them unless my heart wouldn't have rest.

"Nothing further than appreciating his humble share of compassion, there is any problem about it babe?" She demanded, with a relaxed countenance.

"When have you started to appreciate his mercy?" I needed something satisfying as a response, I couldn't accept the one she gave. My senses didn't accept it.

"Since I understood and accepted that mom died because of a heart attack"

"Since I understood, I didn't have to build prejudices against him"

"Since I understood I had no reason worthy to detest him" I stood quiet, hearing her justifications.

"Has he threatened you or made something that force you to act as you do?" I demanded

She didn't reply, she bent down her glare to escape my glance, I put my hands on her shoulder taking her tight to my torso.

"I am with you, stop acting lonely, we are a couple and I could support the burden whatever it could be, with you" I asserted.

I felt her heart racing inside her chest "there is nothing babe, he did nothing which could have threatened me or whatever would force me to behave as I do, stop worrying yourself, everything is going for the best" her soft voice declared,

I sighed and with a nod, I agreed, I knew I had to take care of her. Dad wasn't somebody with who you could safely play.

The guests were all almost gone, the mansion was almost empty, and dad and his beta were gone.

I stayed with Whitney who was silent after the little discussion we had, she didn't utter a word again, she seemed lost in her thoughts, out of
this world.

We waited for the vows of the last guests before we would also go, nothing had changed she would always stay with me in my villa.

"Please take care of this house," she said hugging Nelson, tightening him in her arms.

"I will come from time to time to put flowers on mama's grave and look after you" she expressed pressing now a kiss on Jelena's cheek.

The moment was warm, the sentiment they all resented for each other was special, and they acted as a family it wasn't a simple relationship between the boss and his maids.

We entered the car and drove to my estate, it was already a week since Mrs.Lucas had left us, and something had changed in Whitney, something she struggled to hide, I couldn't discern what was that particularly but I felt in my innards something weird would happen.

It was too early to see Whitney smile as she did with me, It seemed to be as clear and sincere though I couldn't know why it foreshadowed nothing good.

We reached the house, already exhausted, the day was long, the week tiresome, and I didn't have rest since Mrs.Lucas had left us.

All I wanted was to sleep just for some moments, pissing away everything spinning into my mind, just escaped this world in a perfect slumber.

We entered the chamber, and I looked at Whitney, taking her way to the balcony.

She was distant, and even if she tried to hide it, I noticed she was always on her side, lost in her thought.

I could give my being to know what she was thinking about, to share this other burden she recently receive with her.

But I had to wait, sometimes loneliness helped more than a multitude of friends. She deserved her time alone.

I entered the closet, leaving her on the terrace, and I took my bath, a warm bath was all I needed at this moment.

I went out of the closet after about twenty minutes, I felt better this bath did great good.

I looked through the open door and Whitney was in the same position, she didn't move an inch from how I had left her.

Seeing her like that was a pain in my heart, I motioned with the towel wrapped around my waist, and I heard a little sob as I wanted to cross the space between the bedroom and the balcony.

She sheltered a lot of pain, and tears almost fell on my cheeks, she had noticed my presence and I saw how she quickly wiped away the tears from her cheeks.

She didn't want me to see her in this posture.
I understood there was something deep she tried to hide that was hurting her.

"Luna, don't make me feel useless" I expressed, wrapping my hand around her waist. I heard her stuttered breath, this breath which betrayed the moment sobbing she passed.

She turned to face me, recovering her breath, "You aren't useless, you are just where you should be, you have already done too much by staying just where you are" She kissed me softly pressing her lips to mine.

I didn't feel these lips on mine since Mrs.Lucas died, she began to passionately kiss me, the lust increased, and she started undressing her gown.

We would have sex again after this long and tiresome week.