Royal Pain (Book One)***Complete***

12. Butterflies and Shock Waves...

Please don't give up on this book. I promise it's worth the trouble. It's a book that you won't want to put down. 

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Deva stayed in her warm bed enjoying the quietness of the room. She no longer had a roommate and was taking a liking to it. She tossed and turned all through the night. She knew what happened after the elimination was something she exaggerated. She didn't mean for it to go that way, but she couldn't shake the feeling of going home.

It was always going to be in the back of her head. Getting out of bed, she noticed the shyness of the sun. It had to be past noon.

The kitchen was her first priority for the day. She heard her stomach rumbling as she opened the swinging door. Chef Antonio immediately greeted her with a warm smile which she returned.

"Just waking up bella?"

"Yes. It was a long night of tossing and turning dear Antonio." She propped herself on the chair closest to the counter, where he was whipping something up.

"Here I make a special lunch for you. Your favorite." He placed in front of her a plate of spaghetti and a glass of red wine.

"Oh, Antonio, you spoil me, and I love you for it." He always knew how to cheer her up. She gave him a brief summary of the events that played the day before. He sympathized and tried to come to the brothers' defense, claiming it was in their good will. She was here for a reason, and she wasn't open to see it. Antonio made her think long and hard about the actions she had taken.

Finishing her food, she thanked him and left to wander the halls. It was going to be a stressful day of thinking.

While heading for the library she felt someone grab her wrist. She spun and found Lucian cautiously staring at her with sad eyes.  "We need to talk."

"Lucian-"

"I'm not taking no for an answer. I don't want you hating me." He instantly teleported them to his room. She had never been in it before. It was big with wide open doors leading to the outside balcony. The walls were a dark red color, and there were armors and weapons surrounding every inch of the room.

"Lucian-"

"It's Loosh to you." He glided closer to her. "I know you're mad at me, and I know you feel I betrayed your trust, but I didn't mean to. I never meant to. I told you what you wanted to hear which was also the truth, just not all of it. I'm sorry Deva, so sorry that you feel betrayed."

Deva sighed. "Loosh I did trust you, and I still trust you. You didn't exactly lie to me, and I understand why you didn't tell me the rest of it. Last night, I over reacted like I always do and I'm sorry. You were kind to look out for me, and I was just being impossible. I'm sorry." At least she admitted she was a difficult person to get along with.

His distressed eyes softened as he reached for her and pulled her into an embrace. She didn't expect it but obviously accepted it. Feeling his hard muscular body against her, she snaked her arms around his neck. He instantly tightened his arms around her waist. He loved the feel of her body in his arms. "Thank you for forgiving me," he whispered in her hair.

"I don't even know why you put up with me really."

He laughed, and she felt his chest move against her own. "Because you're worth it."

"Wow, that totally sounded like a L'Oreal commercial phrase."

He chuckled, and she pulled away to look at his face. "I'm just surprised you didn't throw me across the room like a ragdoll after my outburst." She still vaguely remembered his hand smack across her face when they first met.