I Miss You

"Noah, where's Xander? I haven't seen him since the accident. Please tell me, Noah." Clara pleaded the blond-haired man in front of her.

He served her colorful delish-looking salad in a tray and a glass of orange juice. Everyday, Noah delivered her meals to her bedroom. Most of her bruises had healed properly, only a little pain on her stomach and hips area.

Mr. Rodriguez was shot in the head by Noah when he pointed that gun to Clara's head, blood splattered everywhere, including her beautiful face. But in her pained mind, she didn't realize until Noah had his arms around the little woman's body.

Noah said they already knew her whereabouts, thanks to the GPS tracker in the bracelet, they could find Clara easily. When the ransom was made, Xander's men were already surrounded the place. When the police arrived, that was when they heard the siren and Mr. Rodriguez panicked.

Maybe he pointed that gun on Clara just to threatened the police. But Noah crept inside the house from the backdoor, saw him with a gun, and shot him on the head before he could do any harm to Clara.

Police were interrogating her that first day on hospital bed, how the four men abducted her and what Mr. Rodgriguez did, but they only asked how the event occured. They didn't even ask who she was to Xander.

She'd mentioned Jessica was there, Jessica was the mastermind behind the abduction. But Clara was sure they didn't even write her statement down, they just shrugged it away. When Clara was about to opened her mouth, told them that she was forced to be with Xander, they abruptly finished the interrogation.

"Is he ok?" Clara pressed again.

"I'm sure he is resting right now, miss. There's nothing to worry about. You need to focus on your own health." Noah told her solemnly.

"So you will never tell me anything?"

Noah shook his head and retreated. He too had gone cold since the accident. Clara could remember his panic face when he rescued her. Everything was so confusing, Clara rested her head on the pillow with a sigh.

She missed Xander.

***

Clara yanked back her warm bedcover that had been opened by someone beside her bed.

"Leave me alone." She murmured with eyes shutted tight.

But the hand was persistent, it drew back her bedcover again. Clara kicked her legs, irritated that someone dared to disturb her sleep.

"I said leave me alone!" Clara yelled and opened her eyes to see the annoying person.

She gasped when she saw that dark haired person, "Xander…"

She quickly sat up and reached for him on the bed, she curled her arms around his neck, hugged him with relief.

"Oh Xander. I miss you."

The words slipped past her lips sweetly, nothing was mattered anymore, as long as she could be by his side. Her heart ached painfully, but the pain was beautiful. Perfect. Whole.

But that man let go of her hand from his neck carelessly, Clara sat back in silent from his treatment. "Xander?"

Xander pulled up her short silk nightgown, Clara gasped in surprise and tried to hold them back.

"Stay still."

He examined Clara's body. She knew what he saw because when she looked at the mirror, her body was bruised from Mr. Rodriguez's evil kicks and lashes. Her white skin had purplish bruises on several place. Some had healed but some were still angry red.

Clara saw the emotions played on his striking face. From cold to murderous, then with a dark and disgusted face he dropped her dress to its place.

He walked away silently, never looked at her face once.

"Wait, Xander. I haven't saw you in these days and you'll leave me again without a word?" Clara yelled at him, angry and confused.

He stood still with his cold shoulder to her. Clara scampered across her big bed, and dashed to hug the man from behind. Her front body sticked to his broad back. Her hand embraced him.

"Xander, are you ok? Where have you been? I've been worried sick about you." She inhaled his familiar scent.

"Is it because my body is marred now you don't want me anymore? Clara tried to joke.

She hugged him for about ten seconds, before that cold hands pried hers open, dumped her unceremoniously.

"Know your place, Clara. From now on, you will keep that hands to yourself." He said coldly.

Angry because he was back to be a cold monster again, she screamed, "What did I do Xander? I didn't do shit when that men suddenly abducted me from my kidnapper! Yes, you are my kidnapper! I had to endure Mr. Rodriguez's torture, he even had his hand inside me!"

"Is that what you want? Is that really your revenge to me? Do you know that Jessica was the mastermind behind all of this?" She shouted.

Xander finally faced her. Dark cold gaze looked straight at her.

"Don't ever mentioned her name again or to anyone. This accident never happened."

Clara felt as if someone slapped her hard, she reared back.

"Do you understand me?" He boomed.

Clara lost her tounge, she just nodded her head in fear. As if satisfied at her frightened state, he smirk cruelly.

"Do you want me so badly? I could take you now without looking at your body." Xander eyed her baby blue nightgown.

Suddenly ashamed because of her own behavior, Clara hugged herself. She shook her head no.

Xander took a step towards her and Clara took a step back. He slipped her nightgown's strap down to her shoulder with hot fingers, Clara closed her eyes and swallowed nervously with heavy breath. Her heart jumping wildly.

She yearned his touches, his voice, his presence.

Xander saw her tantalized breasts rose up and down along with her heavy breath. Her long eyelashes fanned her pink cheeks, that innocent nightgown did nothing to cover her lush body.

He suppressed a groan, "Did you miss me that much, little mouse? Then prove it. Show me how much you want me."

*** End of Chapter 17 ***