♥Chapter 41♥

Enzo D'Angelo.


12:58 ''Moretti residence'' Twins' bedroom '' Italy.

I wake up with an unbearable headache. I let out a groan, turning sideways on the bed as I tried to understand what was happening.

Damn, what a pain...

My head feels like it's going to explode. I wonder how I got here. The last memory I have is of the nightclub, celebrating... Oh my God, I'm dating now. I hear the bedroom door opening, but I don't even turn to see who it is.

''Honey, are you awake? '' Lucas's voice makes me open my eyes and look at him as he approaches.

''My head feels like it's going to explode, Lucas,'' I grumble, putting my hands to my forehead. He smiles slightly, as if he is used to this scene.

''Welcome to the hangover world, dear.

''What happened yesterday? I just remember us celebrating our relationship, and then... nothing'' I say, confused, as I try to sit on the bed without taking my hands off my head.

''You ended up falling asleep with your head resting on the bar counter. So, we decided it was best to leave,'' he explains, approaching the bed and watching me with an amused look.

'' What time is it? '' I ask, still in a weak voice.

''One in the afternoon,'' he responds, and I widen my eyes in surprise.

'' Holy crap! My mother will kill me! '' I say, worried. He lets out a low laugh, trying to calm me down.

''Don’t worry, dear. When we got back from the club, it was already three in the morning. His father and mother were in the living room. When your father realized you had been drinking, he started complaining to all of us. But Alex ended up explaining the reason for his drinking.

I groan in pain and lie down again, clutching my temples.

''So now everyone knows we're dating? '' I ask, trying to process the situation.

''Yes, everyone. My parents were very happy with the news. Your mother also seemed happy, but as for your father...'' he pauses, indicating uncertainty.

''My father prefers not to get involved in these things...'' I murmur, running my hand over my stomach. ''Is it normal to feel like vomiting?

''For the first time, yes'' Lucas responds with a smile.

''First and last. I'll never drink beer again in my life, what a horrible thing'' I say, with disgust, while he laughs, apparently amused by my suffering.

Lucas sits next to me and caresses my cheek tenderly, his gentle touch soothing the pain a little.

''I'll ask Luan to bring some medicine for my headache,'' he says, taking out his cell phone and quickly typing a message before putting it in his pocket.

''Luan is already bringing it'' he informs, and I sigh with relief.

''Thank you, Lucas,'' I say, with gratitude in my voice.

''You're welcome, darling'' he replies, kissing my forehead gently.

''I need a long shower, but I can't even get out of bed,'' I confess, feeling my body heavy and my head still spinning.

''I can help you with the bath, if you want,'' he suggests, with a mischievous look, but soon adds. ''I won't do anything, I promise. I want to take care of my handsome boyfriend, who is in pain.

I sigh, hesitating for a moment, but the thought of getting a little better makes me relent.

''Okay,'' I agree, seeing his face light up with a smile.

''I will fill the bathtub for you. I'll be right back'' he says, quickly leaving for the bathroom, making me laugh despite the pain.

''I'll never drink again...'' I mutter to myself, massaging my temples.

Soon after, the door opens again, and Luan enters with a glass of water in one hand and a pill in the other.

''Good afternoon, sleepyhead,'' he jokes, approaching with a smile. ''I brought your medicine.

''Thank you,'' I reply, taking the pill and putting it in my mouth, then drinking water.

''Is it better? '' he asks, hopefully.

''Luan, I just took the medicine. It doesn't take effect right away,'' I say, trying to remain patient, but my tone comes out harsher than expected.

Lucas returns from the bathroom, smiling.

''The bathtub is ready, dear. Do you want me to carry you? '' he asks, looking at me with an amused glint in his eyes.

''I can still walk,'' I grumble, trying to get up. I put my feet on the floor, but when I stand up, my head spins, forcing me to sit down again.

''No, I can't walk,'' I admit, frustrated, as they burst into laughter.

''Ah, dear, you really are too weak to drink. We'll take care of you. '' Luan says, still laughing, as she approaches to pick me up, as if I were a bride.

He carries me to the bathroom and sits me down carefully in the restroom.

''Can I take off your clothes? '' he asks, with some hesitation.

''You've already seen me naked, so... go ahead,'' I reply, without much ceremony.

He takes off my shirt and then pulls down my pants and underwear, leaving me completely exposed. Then he carries me again and gently places me in the bathtub filled with warm water.

''Ah, this feels so good...'' I murmur, closing my eyes and letting the water relax my tense body.

I feel the headache gradually lessen as I surrender to the comfort of the water and the care of those by my side.