Chapter - 40 - Velarian

Gianna sat on the couch and took the handgun in her hand and mumbled, 'A gun is the real identity of a man. It looks like he has it either for self defense or he is working for the government. It's been a while since I touched a gun." She clicked the release button and emptied the cartridge. She put back the empty cartridge and put the bullets in her pocket. Gianna handled the gun with ease and placed it on the side table.

"No identity cards or wallet but only a dead phone and a gun. Should I hack his phone?' She stared at the phone and let out a sigh. 'What if he is working for the government? It will bring unnecessary attention. Also, I don't want to waste time on some useless man. I am going to sleep.' She placed his belongings on the side table and laid down on the couch to get some sleep but her stomach growled loudly.

That is when Gianna realized that she didn't have anything the whole day except for the breakfast brought by Mrs.Rogers. She looked at the kitchen lazily because she didn't have any energy to cook at this hour, also there was nothing in the kitchen except for coffee powder. She decided to order pizza to satisfy her empty stomach. She surfed through the food delivery app for good pizza shops nearby. She finally settled for a cheese filled Margherita and was about to place order when her doctor instinct got activated out of nowhere.

Gianna looked at the closed bedroom door and wondered whether the tall man had any meal and as a doctor she had to feed him so that he could heal faster. Gianna groaned loudly and went into the bedroom to check on the tall man who is now a patient to her. She switched on the light and went to the bedside to check on him.

The man was sweating and mumbling something in his sleep. She was not interested in hearing his mumbling and brought the thermometer to check his temperature. '101 degrees Fahrenheit. Wow! Now I have a wounded unconscious patient suffering from a high fever with unknown identity and medical history. Lady luck is surely shining upon me.'

Gianna hurried to the washroom to fill cold water in a small container and placed it on the side table of the bed. She decided to order something warm so it could help him with his fever. She again surfed through the app and decided to order her favorite chicken soup which she craved whenever she missed home when she was unwell. She placed the order and removed the blanket covering his body.

Gianna dipped a clean towel into the cold water and started wiping his body with the towel again and again to reduce his fever as she can't administer any antibiotic without knowing his medical history. She slightly lifted him to the side and cleaned his back with the towel.

As she was cleaning, she noticed many scars on his back and also on his front while wiping his body. 'I wonder what his profession is, to have so many scars on his body. Should I hack his phone? Not again Gianna!! He is no one to you so leave the matter.' Gianna kept talking to herself throughout the wiping session.

Gianna was startled because the tall man suddenly grabbed her arm and mumbled something with furrowed eyebrows. She leaned closer to him to hear him clearly, "Don't leave me. Please!!" mumbled the tall man. She knew he was having a nightmare but was completely taken aback hearing him speaking in Velarian language.

Gianna was so confused about the tall man's identity and suddenly felt disturbed. Her body became stiff but the tears trickling from both of his eyes made her feel bad for him. Gianna wondered who he was holding on so dearly that he was so sad. She decided to comfort him and slowly patted his head and said in Velarian, "I am not going anywhere. I will always be with you." The man's furrowed eyebrows slowly straightened and drifted off to sleep.

As the tall man fell asleep, he let go of Gianna's hand. She looked at the tall man's face as she placed the wet cloth on his forehead and sensed a familiarity from him. 'How does he know Velarian? Is he a Velarish? Should I trust him? What kind of situation have I landed in? Anyway I have to be cautious of him till he leaves my house.' thought Gianna as she looked at his face.

The tall man looked like a prince with his fine olive skin perfectly toned with his dark straight hair covering his wide forehead. His straight nose was beautifully placed in between his thin eyebrows and the eyes with long eyelashes. The thin attractive lips were like a door to hidden treasure concealed by his neatly trimmed full beard on his chiseled jawline.

The eye-catching Adam's apple was prominent on his thick neck while his broad shoulders showed the masculine strength which every woman would go crazy for along with his muscular arms. She slowly looked at the scars and her fingers involuntarily moved to touch the scars on his muscular chest. She could feel the pain he had to go through from each scar and kept moving her finger around his chest.

The sudden sound of the doorbell frightened shit out of her and looked at her fingers. She gasped at the sight and ran quickly to the living room with a flushed face.