Chapter Eleven

EVELEEN'S POV
My sleep broke early today. I was ceaselessly glaring out of the window. Balustrade was touching from roof to floor now, giving it the full look of cage. I had attempted to jump from it, indeed I threatened him to jump from it. My husband made it prisoner for me. Now it was giving me the proper feeling of a cage.
I put my feet on the floor. I swiveled to see him. He wasn't here nor my note. I thought it would blow up with wind. I hopefully peeped under bed, it wasn't there. That indicated that he had gotten my note. Door creaked open. He stepped in the room. He was looking handsome in a cream suit and coffee color shirt, a Rolex watch was gleaming on his wrist. His upper two buttons were unfastened. My bitten mark was visible from his open shirt, although it started to fade, I knew this mark would not go. I bit my bottom lip and stood up and sat on the mattress. Shouldn't he cover it? What would people think after watching it? His amber eyes met mine, glaring at me. I continued to stare in his eyes.
I touched my cheek with my shoulder. It felt wet, " What is this? " I whispered.
I straightened up from the bed. I paced toward the mirror to see it. It was an ointment on my cheek where that cruel lout man slapped me. I saw a first aid kit on the nightstand through the mirror. Did he put it on my bruise? Definitely it was he as nobody was allowed in this room. It wasn't painful and marks started to disappear. I glanced at him through the mirror. He was fumbling with his files, " Get dressed and meet me on the dining table. " He ordered in his bossy tone and ambled at the door banged the door behind him.
I frowned and took my undesirable feet toward the wardrobe. I selected white trousers and a yellow crop top for today. I bathed with hot water. I combed my long wavy hair. I put light makeup to cover the mark of bruises. I picked up the red lipstick. His arm in blood flashed before my eyes. I threw it back. I shook my head to get rid of it. I swallowed the lump in my throat. How easily he plucked his arm from him. Shiver crept down my spine. I never thought I would be such a man's wife. No! no! no! Mafia Emperor's wife.
I didn't want to endure his wrath. I applied light pink lipstick. Taking one last look at me, I fastened my strides and reached the dining room.
He was on his usual seat. Why was he so handsome? I love the two small cuts on his eyebrow. He was looking like some goddess. His eyes were fixed on his laptop and he was typing something on it, maybe checking his mail.
" Sit. " he patted the seat next to him, still his eyes were fixed on his laptop. It rarely occurred when he didn't run his gaze on me. Weird part of it, his eyes never has made me feel awkward. I was waiting for his eyes on me. Was he still upset with me? Actually, I should be upset with him. He helped her, he should tell me. If he would, I didn't do anything unnecessary stupidly nor did Thomas tolerate his fury because of me. I was feeling sorry for him.
I took the seat next to him. I looked around, Thomas wasn't present. Where could he be? I didn't have courage to ask him. I was sitting on his choice's seat. I couldn't choose to sit with my desire. We ate in peace. I heard footsteps.
" Thomas. " I smiled and whispered. Duante glared at me, I ignored it, " Sorry. " I mouthed. I passed Thomas my smile and waved at him. He nodded at me and smiled. That meant he wasn't angry with me. I was happy to see him as he was my only friend in this house. There were four people with him. House was crowded with gun men. My husband eyed me. I stood up to go back to my room. He held my wrist. My heartbeat started to run in my chest. Wasn't I allowed to go without his permission? I wasn't going out of the house, it was my room.
" Chopper is ready. " Tann said to Duante.
He slightly moved his head. Then he shifted his gaze back at me. He let go of my hand. I sighed and looked at him.
" Are we going somewhere? " I whispered slowly.
I was fearing he'd shout at me. I was feeling shiver inside my body. I clutched my both hands together to stop me from shivering.
" Do you remember what I told you yesterday? " he asked me nicely.
" Yes. I can't go out. " I gingerly replied.
" You'll keep it. No matter what, if something will bother you. You'll call me without any hesitation." He asked me.
" Call? You? " I whispered in shock.
" Yes. " he took steps closer to me.
I pressed my lips together and nodded my head in yes.
" I'm going to New York. You'll behave yourself this time, otherwise your family and Thomas will face the consequences as he's the head now. Have I made myself clear? " He wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me to his chest. I cursed myself for wearing a crop top.
" Yes. " I murmured.
Tears started to fall down my cheeks. I bowed my hand to hide it but he wiped it. He didn't scold me, why was I crying? I don't love him. Why was his going away, was hurting me?
He removed his hand out of his pocket. He was holding the same gold chain that I had given to Anita. He wrapped it around my neck, his breath was doing some naughty things on my ear. My heart was beating fast. He locked the chain around my neck. How did he get it? I gave him my confusion and questioning look.
" She has a home, family and money. So she asked me to give it back to you as your parents gifted it to you. " he whispered in my ear.
" Thank you. " I whispered. He gave me his beautiful smile. It astounded me. I fluttered my eyes to make sure what I saw, " Um, When are you going? " I asked, looking in his amber eyes.
" Now. " he said, gathering my hair back on my shoulder.
It made me sad. Shouldn't I be happy? Why was my heart crying for him? He placed his hand on my nape, I glared in his eyes. He kissed me on my forehead. I closed my eyes and felt butterflies in my stomach.
My lips spreaded in a smile and I scrunched my closed eyes.
I heard a soft laughter from him. I flicked my eyes open, " What's so funny? " he asked.
" Um, you're the first boy....who kissed me. " I trailed.
He stopped laughing and raised his eyebrows. He softly patted my head from left side and second hand in his pocket. He walked toward the door.
" Bye. " I waved at him.
He gave me his wry smile and nodded.
I didn't like him to go away from me. Tears were flowing down my eyes