Page 40 of Double Devotion


Font Size:  

“Good morning.”

I awake and witness a pair of gray-blue eyes, deep, glimmering, smiling and inviting, followed by a charming smile.

“Good morning!” I stretch.

“Coffee in bed?” I immediately sit up and smile with surprise. He serves me a cup of coffee with a pastry and a purplish rose he had picked from the garden.

“How wonderful! Thank you.” I kiss his cheek. I enthusiastically smell the perfect rose. “I adore flowers!” I was up with a gust of bliss. I take another sniff from the flower’s intoxicating scent.

“Bon appetite, princess.” He smiles warmly. “I have to leave early this morning to visit my grandmother. I also have a couple of urgent things to do at the office. Could you please join me today?” He smiles.

“I’d be happy to,” I reply, relishing in each bite of this amazing halva pastry.

“Great, honey. So, I’ll wait for you in the office while you get ready.”

“Okay,” I quickly put on the jeans I’ve worn on the first day when I had met him and decide to change things up and put on an olive tank top. I apply some light makeup and head to his office.

“Avi, I’m so pleased that you’re sharing your life with me. I enjoy being in your company. These last couple of days were very meaningful to me. You’re meaningful to me. I’ll gladly spend the day with you, and then I’ll return to my home. All my things are there, okay?”

“That’s it? You want to run off?” He looks at me with a smile.

“Not at all!” I exclaim. “It’s just that my choice of clothes is running out,” I explain as I point at the last clean item I’ve got, which is this tank top.

“Sounds good to me,” he approaches me, stands in front of me and pulls on the G-string peeking from my jeans. “The less the better,” he explains, and looks at me hungrily.

Heat spreads up my legs.

“Come on! Let’s take care of that.”

“No, no, absolutely not.” I stand my ground in the face of his stunned expression. “Firstly, I have no patience for it. Second, I’ve got heaps of clothes back home. Trust me, I don’t need any more.”

“Arguing is pointless,” he teases me. “Although I’m not really into shopping, but I’ll make sure you have your own exclusive collection right here, okay, honey? Only things I like, so I can show you how I feel about you and how gorgeous you are to me. Don’t waste our precious time together on collecting unnecessary things.”

“If you insist,” I give in impatiently. I don’t want him thinking I’m ungrateful.

“I insist!” He calls Maya, his personal assistant, and tells her what type of clothes he’d like and my size. He asks her to cover everything, from A to Z.

“And make sure it’s all in good taste. She’s a special and stunning woman,” he emphasizes. “I’ll send you some pictures. Don’t let me down!” He hangs up.

“I’m ready to go,” I announce.

“Me too,” he shuts his laptop at once. We still have a long day ahead of us, I contemplate, as we leave the mansion together. We arrive at the hospital. Grandma Lola isn’t doing any better. Her complexion seems to have become more translucent.

“She hasn’t opened her eyes since yesterday,” the doctor explains. “Unfortunately, that isn’t a good sign. You need to prepare for the worst,” he pats on Avi’s shoulder. “I really am sorry.” Avi is devastated.

“My Sultana!” He bursts out in tears. “You’re so dear to me. Thank you for every moment I’ve spent in your presence. You’ve taught me so much about life, about the power of love and sacrifice. I promise I won’t let you down. I promise to open up my heart to the world. I’ll cherish all the kind words you’ve ever told me.”

As I struggle to face his sincerity and vulnerability, I quietly and hesitantly approach him. When he looks at my face, he stands up, and embraces me tightly as he weeps on my shoulder.

“It’s time to leave,” the nurse asks. “She needs to rest.” We leave together, completely shaken. On the way back to the car, we barely speak a word. All the words that were previously said seem to hang in the air.

“Let’s head for the office first. I asked Maya to schedule a brief meeting so I can update the guys in the office about my grandmother.” We drive past a tall and impressive building. It has large orange letters that read: “Avi Levi International Cyber Solutions.”

“Wow, what an impressive building!” I smile at him.

He smiles.

“Avi,” he explains, “which also means father in Hebrew; for me it means ‘my father’ rather than just a nickname for Abraham.”

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
Articles you may like