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Rebecca's pov



"Hey."



My eyes fluttered open suddenly, as if there was an automatic switch in my body that flips on whenever Emeliano's voice was heard.



"Hi." I said, my voice thick with sleep. When did I fall asleep? I remember watching a program on TV, whiling away time and waiting for Emeliano... I guess I slept off.



"What time is it?" I asked, struggling to fight off the sleepy sound from my voice.



"Past eleven."



"Past eleven? You just got back?" I asked, scanning the work cloth he wore earlier today, only his suit was nowhere to be found and his tie was way out of place, his hair wasn't as neat as this morning, it was scattered cutely on his head, his shirt was not tuck into his trousers but still, he managed to ace his devilish look.



"Yeah... I had a lot of- of work to do... I should have just told you to go to bed early... Sorry for keeping you waiting."



"It's okay... I know how busy it can all get," I said, straightening up and rising to my feet... "And it's apparent that you worked really hard today, you look like a mad man."



He chuckled, pulling me close to him and placing a kiss on my lips. But soon, he pulled away with a frown...



"What?" I asked him.



"There's something- I- I want to tell you." He said with a look of concern and worry.



"Oh... What's that? Is everything okay?" I asked, also beginning to get worried... I hope it's not what I'm thinking? Did Drew contact Emeliano? If he did, then Emeliano knows about Drew.... And now he is worried about it!



He's probably mad that I didn't tell him sooner, Maybe I should just tell him first, before he spills it all out.



"Yeah, everything's fine, there's something I've been-"



"Hold up..." I stopped him immediately.



He looked confused.



"There's something I want to tell you too... It's pretty important, you might not really like it."



Silence followed.



What if he doesn't know? What if i'm making a mistake wanting to tell him about Drew? And even if he doesn't know about it, what does he want to talk to me about? Is there something going on? Was it about Rafael? Was there something else I didn't know? No... Emeliano wouldn't hide anything sensitive from me. We've gone past that... And I trust him a lot... Maybe it was about Drew.



"Are you pregnant?" His question resounded in my ears like echoes bringing me back to reality.



My eyes widened immediately his question registered in my brain. "What?! Of course not! Where did you get that idea?"



He scratched his neck in a nervous act, chuckling. "Sorry, it's just... Whenever a woman tells a man that she has something really important to tell him... That's the first thing that comes to min- oow!" he couldn't complete his stupid statement because my hand already gave his chest a little slap. "What the fuck was that for?"










"For you being stupid... I'm trying to be serious here... What did you want to tell me... Go first."



"No, you go first." He said.



"No seriously, go first... The good news first."



"Good news?" He asked, looking a little confused. "What makes you think it's good news?"



I shrugged. "What other bad news could you possibly tell me, that you haven't told me already? You've told me everything about everything, and I trust you. So... It can't be bad news cause you're not hiding anything from me... We trust each other, that's why I want to tell you, what I want to tell you."



Something flashed through his eyes but he looked away immediately, avoiding eye contact with me for a while...



Yup... Something is definitely wrong somewhere.



"Is everything okay?" I asked.



Sighing, he turned to flash me a side smile. "Yeah... Totally."



"Cool... Go on... Give me the good news."



"I love you." He blurted out. "That's it... I really do love you, and I could go on and on, telling you that I love you... It feels as if I'm saying it for the first time, every time I say it. You mean more than anything to me. Don't you ever forget that."



With a smile on my face, I connected our lips together. "I won't... I love you too Emeliano.. it's funny how that is exactly what I want to tell you too..."



He furrowed his brows. "Really? You sounded like you wanted to say something really serious, and you also said I wouldn't like it."



Yeah... I wanted to tell you that there is a psychopath on the loose, waiting to kidnap me for heaven knows what! And he may or may not be in Orlando as we speak.



"Ever heard of suspense... I was just kidding."



"You sure?" He asked.



"Yeah... I'm sure... You missed dinner... Would you like me to-"



"It's okay... I'll just grab an early breakfast."



"No you won't... You can't starve yourself... Just go up and freshen up, I'll bring something up for you."



"You really don't have to."



"But I want to." I gave him my famous sweet smile.



"You witch... Fine... Whatever you say." Placing a soft kiss on my lips, he went up the stairs.



I hurried off to the kitchen to prepare something light for him... One thing I learnt about cooking and meal stuff was that, your dinner has to be light, it helps you sleep better.



Grabbing a pan from the top cabinet, my phone buzzed in the back of my Jean pocket.



I dropped the pan and took out my phone, it was a text from an unknown number... I unlocked my phone and opened up the text.



Unknown: Emeliano seems like a fine man, enjoy him while he lasts... Belle.



What the hell is this?



My heart hammered in my chest. Shortly after, my phone started to ring, flashing an unknown number on the screen... I picked it up angrily.



"Listen here, douchebag! I've had enough of this nonsense! Was that a death threat or something? Cause if it was, and if you're thinking of hurting Emeliano in any way, you'll have me to answer to! I swear to God I'll end you myself Andrew de la Douchebag! Call me or text me one more time, I'll put you sixty thousand feet under before you can even pronounce the word Belle! Get it? Now you can do us all a freaking favour by going back to rot in that asylum you crawled out of! Get it?!!"



"Uh... Asylum?"



I paused... This wasn't Drew's voice.



"I think you have me mistaken for someone named Andrew de la Douchebag... My name is Rafael Lewis, I believe you've heard of me."



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