Chapter 4: Devy

I opened my eyes automatically when I felt something restricting me. My hands grasped the arms wrapped tightly around my waist and tried to push it off, but it held tighter instead. The man behind me growled and buried his face on the nape of my neck, breathing heavily before going back to sleep. This action made me shiver from the tickling sensation. Goosebumps rose on my skin, in addition to the ones already there due to me needing to go to the toilet.

I whimpered and slapped the arm heavily, "I need to pee!" I squirmed out of his hold successfully when he was startled and jumped off the bed. Two arms darted so fast to catch me but the urge to piss was greater so I dodged successfully and made my way to the bathroom without any hindrance.

After finishing my business, I exhaled the breath I was holding. I never knew waking up to go to the toilet in the morning could be this exciting and challenging.

Washing my hands and face took longer so I was shocked when I saw somebody waiting outside the door.

"I'm sorry!" I hurriedly got out to give way to him but he grabbed me instead and carried me back to bed. "Eh?"

He tucked me in under the covers before joining me and sticking to me like an octopus once again. His furrowed brows and slightly dazed expression made me think he's still dreaming. Especially more so when he was back to sleep in an instant the moment his head touched the pillow. I looked at the time and noticed it was still too early and decided to let him sleep some more.

I watched him sleep in silence as I started to organize my thoughts.

Yesterday was the first day I came back to life. The timeline happened to be a year before my death, when the black materials made by my brother started to come out and when my father cruelly disowned me without anything to keep me alive. However, this time I managed to leave the house with all of my things and money intact.

In addition, I met the man who, in the previous life, wanted to offer his help in exchange of me marrying him. I refused him that time, repeatedly. Now, he was still the first one to offer his help. He opened his home to me, fed me -literally, cared for me - albeit excessively, and he didn't ask for anything in return. Of course, if somehow he needed help and asked for it, I would gladly help him to the best of my abilities.

As for my half-brother, he must be furious now, but at least for the time being, he wouldn't do anything. Since he knows that I know what he'll do next, he wouldn't do it. Else he may be caught in the act and the situation turns on him. For now, I can breathe a little easy. His mother and father, hope they're still in a huge mess. The mistress having an affair with a younger guy and aborting the child secretly will be accepted as long as it remains a secret, that's how I know my dad. But having the company secret leaked while having an affair with the said rival, he's going to grow a lot of grey hairs in anger. For him, money and his company are his priorities. And reputation is what keeps it going. So all of those messes combined, I think he won't rest easy until he's done investigating. And Mistress Yu would be too busy saving her face in front of my dad, Dion would most probably help her, so double the peace for me.

I turned to the side, facing Reese and watching his peacefully sleeping face. The gentle aura in him grew more apparent as he slept without a care in the world. Before I knew it, my fingers were already hovering over his face tracing the air, trying to commit his face into memory, wanting to touch yet afraid of waking him up. He is handsome. If he's in the entertainment industry he would no doubt be the male lead idol of every fan girl. Too bad he really was in the industry, but as the owner not a star.

My hand shook and accidentally touched his lips. I almost stopped breathing and slowly tried to pull my hand away but froze when his mouth opened and bit my forefinger gently. All my hair, even my eyebrows, raised when he started licking and sucking.

This... This unweaned little brat!

I groaned when he bit my hand a little harder, "Ugh!" I pulled it off his mouth and felt him stiffen. He opened his mouth, trying to take a bigger bite and my eyes in turn got bigger in horror. Before I could push him away he was already biting my lips repeatedly. It stung so I moved away hurriedly, but because I was trapped I can only move a little. His open bite fell on the juncture between my shoulder and neck making me moan in pain.

"Ahh, Reese!" I gasped and my eyes reddened from his intense bullying. I tapped him repeatedly but he didn't budge, as if his jaw locked so I had no choice but to use an eye for an eye and tooth for a tooth tactic. I opened my mouth wide and bit his exposed neck. Hard.

I heard his harsh intake of breath but I still didn't let go. He let go of his bite on me and groaned, which made my body freeze. That sound was too seductive! Especially in a morning like this and making that sound while on top of me!

I waited for him to push me away, but he didn't so I reluctantly let go. He raised his upper body slowly and both our eyes met. His sight drifted from my undoubtedly swollen lips to the mark he left on my neck and he almost fell on top of me shakily. Maybe seeing my reddened eyes made him feel guilty, he sat and pulled me up his lap before giving me a big hug and running his hands down my back repeatedly. "Shh. Don't be scared. It's my fault. I'm sorry."

"You bit me!" I wailed, sobbing.

"Yes yes, I'm so sorry, little baby. Forgive me."

"It hurts!" I cried again making him sigh helplessly.

"I know. I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you, little baby. Forgive me, please. Don't cry."

"You won't wake up no matter how hard I tap you," my voice became aggrieved making him erupt into a series of 'I'm sorrys' as he coaxed me gently.

"You can bite me again, little baby. Bite all you want. I won't be angry." He coaxed softly. "When we go shopping later I'll buy you lots of things and buy lots of delicious food. How about that? What do you want? I'll give it to you."

"I'm not a kid!" I glared.

"You're not, you're my little baby. How about we go down and eat breakfast now so we can go to the hospital early and shop right away?"

I stopped crying, "But it's still early."

"I'll cook. And the hospital's 24/7 open, no need to worry."

"En," I nodded obediently and hid my face in his embrace, getting embarrassed as I remember how childish I acted. "I'm sorry..." My fingers traced the bite I gave him and I could see that I indeed punctured a bit of skin.

He laughed softly before carrying me with him downstairs. "What do you want for breakfast?"

"Anything," I replied as he placed me on the sofa and ruffled my hair. He turned on the TV and set it to the entertainment channel.

"I'll call you when breakfast's ready, you watch TV for the meantime." He smiled softly and his fingers caressed the bite mark he gave me, wiping the blood off. His eyes turned darker every second making me back away a little. He sighed deeply before squeezing my cheeks and going straight to the kitchen.

I released a heavy breath when he finally left. I buried my face on the sofa pillow and closed my eyes trying to to keep my wildly beating heart at bay. My shaking hand climbed up to my neck and caressed the bite mark which was now embossed. My eyes reddened in shame as I remember the same bite mark I gave him which will be obviously seen even with a shirt on.

How... How can two adults act like dogs so early in the morning?!

I groaned in frustration as I try to remember yesterday and today's events. Isn't this being too comfortable around each other? We obviously only met yesterday! How can we both act like a married couple? Besides... what will be his reaction when he learns about the reason why I was hiding? Will he believe the rumors, or believe me?

He won't send me away, right?

The thought unsurprisingly made me want to keep it hidden for as long as possible. All these interactions with him were heartwarming, and I want to cherish them as long as possible, make new ones everyday. Even if he learns about the news one day and decides to send me away, at least I won't regret leaving by that time.