Damsel In Distress IV

When I see Ethan's familiar face again, I become hysterical and run into his arms as he walks forward in an instant.

As he speaks to Alejandro, he holds me in his arms. I turn to look back at Alejandro, who is busy rolling up his sleeves and taking off his blazer.

"This will just require a moment, get her out of here." He passes the item over to Ethan, who nods.

"We should go, Tweety." As he takes me downstairs and out of the club, he kisses my forehead and murmurs in my ear.

I retell Ethan the story in more detail than I did to Alejandro as he strolls me up to my room.

When he inquires about how I got there, make sure not to mention Monique.

Despite the fact that it was not her fault, she was certain that Ethan or even Alejandro would correct her.

"I'm sorry." As I get into my bed, I softly express how much I regret all of my choices. "Never be. You are not to blame."

According to Ethan, sitting on the edge of my bed, stress clear on his elements.

"Are you sure everything is okay, Principessa?" He gives me a nod as I wipe my face.

"This evening, I-I don't want to be by myself." I say this as I look at him, knowing that he will probably say no to what I'm about to ask.

"Could you remain with me?" While looking up at him, I softly ask. He gestures "Sì, obviously."

It makes me feel better, so when Ethan tells me he will be back in a bit, I take advantage of the opportunity to shower and wash away the sensation of having those nasty men's hands on me.

It makes me feel better.

I try to clean every last trace of my skin off, and it's just when I leave the shower and gaze at my bare reflection that I understand that I am so fortunate to have Alejandro.

I was physically unharmed, with the exception of a small, forming bruise on my arm where the man kept grabbing me, a small, forming bruise on my torso from his kick, and a red cheek.

Changing into some perspiration pants and a curiously large shirt rather than my typical adorable night tie, I stroll once more into my room however glare as I understand Ethan hasn't arrived at this point.

I want to come forward when I hear a knock at my door, but I freeze. What if one of the men got away and came after me as a retaliation for not being kind?

"I'm all alone." I move as soon as I hear Alejandro's deep, calming voice and open the door.

My focus shifts to the red speck on his collar as I meet his tired eyes and become concerned by his slightly worn appearance.

He enters my bedroom and makes his way toward my bed. I frantically search his massive body for any signs of harm as I follow behind him.

I sit down close to him on my bed before my eyes focus in on his hand.

To examine the red knuckles, I reach out and take his large hand in both of mine. "Did they also hurt you?" I still needed to know for my own sanity, despite the fact that it was highly unlikely. I couldn't bear for him to be hurt in any way because of me.

"I managed just fine," Alejandro's lips twitch. And afterward the smidgen of entertainment is gone as he focuses on me.

"How are you doing today?" "I'm fine." I send him a miserable grin, bringing my hand holding his down into my lap as I begin tinkering with his enormous hand.

"I don't want to ever see them again". I mutter, actually gazing intently at and playing with his hand, sometimes scouring the blushed skin to smooth the muscles.

"You won't have to worry about them ever again. I swear." Alejandro talks solidly. I hear his determined voice as I look up. He is hardening his expression as he looks down at his hand in my lap.

"I apologize. Try not to be frantic at me." I at last say delicately, terrified that he'd detonate on me for my way of behaving.

I've come to understand my character isn't generally so agreeable as I'd once suspected.

He looks at me and I can tell he is trying to think carefully before speaking, but he still says harsh things.

"Camila, I tell you to do things for a reason. It's for your protection. You were fortunate tonight that I finished my meeting early. What were you thinking? He trails off, jaw straining and the absence of sympathy in his voice drives me crazy.

"I'm not to blame." I say it firmly, and frustration-filled tears flow down my cheeks.

He pulls his hand from mine and murmurs, reluctantly climbing to wipe at my tears.

"You're not." He gestures, watching his thumb as he swipes at my tears.

"I am for failing to beef up my security and ensure that you were always found. It will not reoccur, Principessa."

My gratitude for him grows so great that I lean forward and wrap my arms around him as I look up at him and nod.

"Much thanks to you, Alejandro." I inhale, pulling endlessly and delicately grinning up at him.

Before I can think, I lean up and gently peck his cheek with my lips as he nods, frowning as his eyes flicker across my face.

It wasn't to get closer to him, it wasn't to seduce him, and it didn't have any hidden agenda. Since I had no other way to express my gratitude, it was a sincere act of appreciation.

His eyes do soften a little, but he doesn't say anything.

His hand falls back inadvertently to rest on my lap, and I take that as a hint to go back and trace the hard veins in his hands.

He doesn't take action to leave, he stays there, watching my hand thoughtfully and I accept the quietness as an amazing chance to talk.

"Will you keep me company?" In a soft voice, "Hmm?" His brows remain furrowed and his gaze remains fixed on my lap as he hums irrationally.

"You don't need to lay with me or anything." I rush and he at last gleams his look up to mine, "Simply stay with me until Ethan shows up?" I hold my breath until he gives me a single nod and then there is silence for a moment.

I grin, moving behind him and getting under the covers. Alejandro is laying on the edge of my bed and leaning slightly in my direction.

"Goodnight, Camila." He mumbles delicately, gazing down at me. He seems to want to say more, but he holds back.

"Good night, Alejandro." I can guide he doesn't be aware as he just stays there however I wouldn't fret the abnormal quiet in light of the fact that in a flash, I'm floating off to rest, my brain facilitated as I understand that all things considered, he'd safeguard me.