Filthy Rich by Atarah Yvaine (electronic reader txt) 📖

I quickly entered the bathroom and congratulated myself for talking back to him. Serve him right. I take a quick bath and wear my pajamas. When I get out from the bathroom he is already lying on the bedroom. His left arm is covering the upper part of his face. He looks calm now.

I sit on my study table and read some pages from my books for my early quiz tomorrow. He stays in the bed and didn't even move. Maybe he is already asleep.

I study till I feel sleepy. I yawned and decided to sleep. I go to my side of the bed. I fixed my pillows and cover myself with our warm blanket. After a minute Deus suddenly get up and grabbed his pillows.

I observed him and he went to the sofa and lay down there. Really Deus Niccolli? I let him do whatever he wants. I tried to sleep but I can't because I am feeling annoyed. Really, really annoyed. After minutes of contemplating what to do I sit up and take a deep breath.

"Deus! Do you really still want me here?" I frankly asked him and I got no response.

"Ok, I'm sorry for what happened. I am at fault. In fact, I do not have the right to be here because I left you. You can tell me if you don't want me anymore, I can leave. If you want someone new you can tell me and I'll let you go. Just don't make me feel like this. I am remorseful for what I did and I am really sorry" I said and waited for his response. But I got none.

The nerve of this man. I stand up and go to where he is to finally confront him but as I look at him, he is in deep sleep. His breathing is calm and steady. Gosh, with all that drama I am just talking to myself. I intently look at his face. He looks so innocent and serene. Aww my heart melt with the way he looks. I hope our cold war will be over soon. I fixed his hair using my fingers and kiss his cheek.

"I miss your cuddles cuddly bear. I'm sorry. Good night" I whispered.

I get another blanket and cover him with it before I go back to the bed.