Secretly Mine

"Watch out!" I screamed in horror.

However, Christian was already expecting this. He quickly reached out and covered my eyes, and the next moment I heard a gunshot.

I felt my face pale. I couldn't see what happened, but my only comfort was that Christian's hand was still covering my eyes.

A brief moment later, I heard Christian's voice.

"I'm going to keep your eyes covered as I carry you out of the room. Is that okay?"

"Yes, of course. Are you okay, Christian? Did you get hurt?" I asked, worried that he may have gotten shot.

"Don't worry. I'm okay," he gently replied, keeping his hands over my eyes.

The next moment, I felt him lift me off the bed along with the blanket. By the time he uncovered my eyes, we were already in the hallway.

I looked up at him, checking to see if he was injured in any way, but thankfully, he seemed fine.

"Christian--"

Suddenly, a wave of heat spread throughout my body, striking me like a bolt of lightning.

"Leslie? What's wrong?"

"Christian... I feel strange. I've been drugged," I said, trying to suppress the rising heat in my body.

Christian's brow furrowed as he looked at me. "It looks like the same type of drug your sister drugged me with. Would you like me to bring you to the hospital?"

I shook my head, "No. I don't want to go there."

He frowned but nodded. "Okay. I'll bring you to my place for now. I don't want to take you home after what they did to you. There's also something I want to talk to you about."

I raised my head and nodded. "Christian, there's so much I want to say. You were right this whole time--"

Just as I finished speaking, another wave of heat spread through me. I was slowly beginning to feel very hot and uncomfortable.

"Shh. We will talk later. Just rest right now, we'll be at my place shortly," said Christian, gently patting me on my back.

The area where his hand touched me felt like it was on fire, but I wanted more.

Christian increased his pace, jogging through the hallway. Once we entered the elevator, he adjusted the blanket so that it covered my face. I appreciated the gesture, but right now, the only thing on my mind was trying to figure out how I could cool down.

He carried me through the lobby and straight into a black car that was parked outside.

"Here, hold on. We'll be home soon," he said as he buckled me in and walked over to the driver's side.

The second I sat down, I immediately reached for the AC in the car, turning it as low as it could go.

"Christian, I'm burning alive," I said, hoping that he would know how to cool me down.

"I know, princess. I'll help you as soon as we're home."

Princess?

He hadn't called me that in so long... But it caused the fire to only intensify inside of me. My hands subconsciously reached over to touch him, and to my surprise, he felt so cool to the touch, so comfortable.

"Just hang tight, almost there."

He pulled out his phone from his pocket and dialed a number.

"Hey. I need you to do something for me. It's urgent. Go check on room 414 at Seven Moon's hotel. It's fine, just bring a few people with you. Also, settle things with the hotel management," he said before hanging up the phone.

Using the last bits of my rationality, I looked up at him.

He's so handsome...

I shook my head, "Is everything okay? Karl...is he..."

"Everything is okay," Christian said, flashing me a small smile. "I'll take care of everything. You don't need to worry. I'm here now, leave it to me."

His words were incredibly comforting. It was exactly this sense of comfort and safety that I missed so much.

It was only then did I realized that both of my hands were exploring his body.

"Oh. I'm sorry. It's just that you feel so cool..." I said, pulling back reluctantly.

Christian kept his eyes on the road by shaking his head. "Don't worry about it. Do as you like, I understand what you're going through... it's just... I'm unsure how to handle what will come next..."

"Next?" I asked.

I was slowly peeling away as much of the blanket as I could without fully exposing myself. It was only getting hotter by the second, and I felt like I didn't get somewhere cooler, I would melt into a puddle.

Christian hesitated on how to reply. "Let's just say that when the heat subsides, the aphrodisiac sets in. Your family doctor told me not to hold back..."

A mix of excitement and shyness caused me to blush. I understood what he was saying. I didn't need an aphrodisiac to know that I've been craving his touch for a while now. So many sleepless nights of fantasizing about him as I pleasured myself...

But now, I didn't know what to say. We still haven't talked things through, and I wasn't sure how he felt about me...

"Ah--"

I let out a small groan that mildly resembled a moan. My body was on fire. It was all-consuming and uncomfortable.

"We're here. I'll carry you up," said Christian, parking the car right in front of his villa.

As soon as he walked around to my side of the car, I took the initiative and wrapped my arms around his neck, uncaring that the blanket had fallen off me.

Christian stiffened slightly, but allowed me to do as I pleased. His skin felt so comfortable that I pushed my body as closely against his as I could. The only issue was that his shirt was preventing me from feeling the blissful coolness of his chest.

I need to feel more.

As Christian carried me inside, I battled with his shirt, doing my best to unbutton it, but the way I was positioned made it nearly impossible.

"Here. Let me run you a cold shower; it helped me."

But the moment he placed me down on the floor of his opulent bathroom, I gripped my fingers along his shirt and ripped it apart. Nearly all of the buttons came flying off, and the button-up shirt finally flung open, exposing Christian's broad chest.

He was slightly startled by my actions, but I could no longer hold out. In a few swift movements, I pulled the shirt completely off him and jumped up to wrap myself around him.

Immediately, the burning sensation on my skin began to cool off. It was like he was made from a block of ice that couldn't melt.

The next moment, I felt Christian wrap his arms around me, lifting me off the ground.

"Feeling better? You have a smile on your face."

I nodded, "Yes, you feel so cool and comfortable," I said, burying my head into his shoulder.