An Italian's Escort Lover (IRS Book 2)

Chapter 13

Flashback Continues...

Phoebe Point of View

Oh what a torture! He is in my dreams again. He left me to myself without even turning back and started harassing me with those sweet smiles and worried eyes every day and night in dreams.

But then again, I am the most happiest when I am dreaming about him. No amount of pain or despair can touch me when I see him smiling at me.

"I will never leave you again" He said like always. This is what I always vision every dark night. He comes like a Knight and assures me that he would never go away from me and I would believe him.

"I know, you always come back to me when its dark and lonely." I said to him. He looked remorsefully st me, a look he did not give me before.

What happened to him?

Why is he looking at me in such a way?

He always appeared happy and cheerful!

"Bella, you need to rest. You are still under influence of your imagination." He reply blowing soothing air on my face making my eyes flutter.

"I'm perfectly alright and not at all tired. I want to stay with you and talk to you. This is the only time you some to me." I responded with a smile and pulled him into a hug.

It felt so real hugging him like I am actually holding my Nicco. It is such a gentle feeling to have him close to me.

Nicco sighed loudly and pulled back from my hold just few inches. He closed into my face and kissed my lips again. "Sleep Bella, I will stay here with you." He exclaimed softly.

Why is he trying to send me into slumber?

Doesn't he want to spend time with me?

"No," I yelled loudly and pulled him close again. "If I close my eyes, then you will leave me again so I will not rest."

"Bella –" He started but I cut him off confessing my feelings for me.

"I love you" I confessed and looked into his intense eyes which softened at my profession. "Do you love me?" I asked when I notice the slight crinkling at the end of his lips.

He gazed at me with so much love and adoration that I wonder if there is any measure to assess the depth of his feelings for me. I need no words because I can tell how much he loves me by the way he smiled at me, the way his eyes crinkled brightly, the way his finger rubbed my arm.

I can just feel his love even when he just breathed in air.

"Then, love me Nicco. Make me yours completely and love me entirely." I whispered caressing his cheek. He looked surprised but his eyes darkened by many shades. "I want to be yours unconditionally. Make me yours, Nicco." I rasped out kissing both of his cheeks.

Nicco seemed taken aback by my declaration that he lent back from me again which hurt me. Doesn't he want me?

Why is he rejecting me?

"Bella, I cannot do it. You are not in your right senses. You should calm down first and come back." I glanced at him and bit my lip thinking about what he said.

"If I take good rest, then will you love me more?" I slowly inquired, settling myself comfortably between the sheets and pillows. It feels so good to rest on bed after many days. It feels serene.

"Yes, I will love you infinitely if you take care of yourself." Nicco smiled tenderly at me and laid beside me pulling me into his arms. He started patting my back soothingly which immediately started making me drowsy.