Dangerous Love

Chapter 31

"How far guy?" Prince Damola and Ayoola greeted each other. Behind Ayoola was Ara who stayed calm with her hand wrapped up with a white bandage. A long white bandage was also tied to her neck holding her hand in place and making it look as if she had a broken hand. The pain was still much for her that Ara could barely speak and just couldn't wait to sleep.

Both Grace and Sewa ran to her. "Oh my God, Ara why didn't you tell me you had issue with Florence. You know how bad she can be. Please don't keep silent next time. Not in a place like this." Grace said with a caring voice, looking more concerned with how tired and pitiful Ara looked.

"Where is he?" Ayoola asked, pointing to the stairs.

Prince Damola knew who Ayoola was talking about. "He shook his head. "I don't think he's coming downstairs."

Ara looked up on hearing what Prince Adedamola said. She almost cried on the spot with the thought that Prince Ire really never even cared about her. Her heart was heavy. Pounding and disappointed. She knew she had overestimated herself. She was just his worker right. But how come she really wanted to see him. At least for him to just have a look at her and say something. Ara wondered why she was suddenly worried to have him care about her. The truth was, you can't deceive the mind. It knows what you really want. Ara looked up again, hoping he would just appear from nowhere, but she was too hopeful thinking that. It was the same reason she had called Ayoola instead of him.  Slowly, Ara felt her cheeks burning. It instantly became wet, trying to hide her face that was seen by others already. This was bad, she told herself.. She knew she'd better stop.

"Ara what is it?" Sewa felt for her too.

"I'm just tired," Ara said. It wasn't a lie because she was truly tired. She eventually burst into tears and left everyone a bit angry, walking straight into her room. Ara was good at getting angry unnecessarily and she knew that.

"Okay, I will take my leave. Send my greetings to him. And thank him for the food while I was here," Ayoola said and turned, entering his car and immediately drove out of the palace.

After Ara had fed herself and had taken her drugs, she was sound asleep that she didn't hear her door was opened. Prince Ire made his way into her room quietly. A smile crept on his lips and he immediately scolded himself. He shouldn't be laughing at Ara's hand. But the way the hand hung up in the air caused Ire to smile more. He ended up having a big smile because thinking of Ara being in his position and him being in her position, the Ara he knew would laugh her ass out. So silly, he thought of her, touching her bandaged hand. The moment he did, Ara was awake but her eyes remain closed. She knew who that was.

"That's stupid you know?" He had said a bit loud. "You talk when you don't have to talk and act so silly when you need to brace up. You need to grow up." Prince Ire shook his head.

Slowly enchanted by her lips, Prince Ire moved a bit closer. He wasn't sure what he was doing, but he was sure he wasn't in his right senses. Ever since he laid his eyes on Ara, he had thought of having the privilege just to kiss her once. Slowly, he carried himself up, pecking his lips with hers. He was stunned by the feeling. Damn! He sat down back and raked his hair, completely magnetized by the kiss. Her lips was pleasurable and tempting. Ara finally released her heavy eyes.

"Why?"

The voice raised Prince Ire's head at her. What a small peck to wake her up. He was excited to see her stare at him in a way that had the blood in his body flow faster. He smiled at her. "I'm sorry. I couldn't help it."