His Only

Chapter 14

~3rd Person POV~

Klaire crawled up to the side of her bed, grabbing her phone seeing her notification list along with the time, it was 3.00 in the morning, she got out of bed walking to the bathroom, her heart beat not slowing down,

She took a hand full of water splashing it all over her face, she looked at the mirror, her eyes starting to burn the moment the water made contact with her eyes. Going into the closet she took out her container and walked back into the bathroom, locking the door,

She opened the container and then took out the contacts she was wearing, placing them carefully inside its container, she once again looked at the mirror seeing her eyes which were tainted red,

"Calm down Klaire. You are not Kaitlyn anymore. You're Klaire, what papi said doesn't matter, once you're out of here you're gonna show him what he missed" Klaire said to herself, she took a new set of colored contacts and put them on, wearing a crop that displayed her flat stomach along with a pair of joggers raised all the way up to her waist line, a few centimeters below the crop top

She walked through the empty hall nodding at the men who sat guard, she wasn't going to try and runaway,

Not yet.

She walked into the small kitchen on her floor and opened several cupboards until she found what she's looking for.

She took out the chocolate powder and took out a pot with water in it, she could've used the kettle but to make the most delicious chocolate you need to go old school,

She added all the contents in the packet along with a half a cup of milk and tablespoon of sugar, she started to stir the pot when she felt someone behind her,

Within seconds before Klaire could turn around two arms snaked around her waist, she stiffened trying not to act tensed, she was trying her best to think of who could be up at 3 in the morning, gripping the wooden spoon in her hand she was ready to hit back at the stranger,

"Shhh" the stranger behind her said, he kept his hand on top of Klaire's. lowering the spoon back into the pot and stirring it with her hand still wrapped around the wooden spoon,

Klaire noticed the hand immediately, the tattoos lining up his arms, the silver band on his middle finger with the initials R.D.

"My men were alarmed when they saw you walking out of your room at 3 in the morning. Couldn't sleep Amour?" He asked, his hands still not leaving Klaire's,

"I got thirsty" she simply said, not wanting to talk about it,

"You could've ordered one of my men to get you something, it's the whole reason why they're guarding your door" he said, snuggling his head in the crook of her neck, but it didn't make Klaire tensed like it always did,

She no longer felt dirty when he kissed her vulnerable spot,

Instead she missed his touched, everyday, every hour, every minute, every Second, like she couldn't get enough of Ricardo,

She is truly falling for him.

But she is still too blind to see it.

"Ricardo could you please let me go"

"Never"

"I need to get both of us two cups before the chocolate is ready" she said trying to walk over to the cabinet with the mugs,

he didn't let her go, he pulled her even more closer, snuggling his nose making her squeal out silently, but Ricardo heard it loud and clear,

It was 3 in the morning, not a soul would wake up till 5.