Trysta's POV:
I smiled as I opened the car window. The feeling of the wind touching my face was surreal to me at the moment.
I looked at Xavier as he hold my hand and pressed it in a comforting manner.
I smiled at him and blinked my eyes assuringly.
I know I wasn't in the best condition, but things could have gone nastier than this.
And I am grateful for what I got and what I am getting. I couldn't have asked for more.
I leaned back on the back seat and groaned a little as my wound hurt with every movement of my body.
I looked aside at Xavier and find him already looking at me with soft eyes. He came closer to me and kissed my forehead and then to our joined hands.
"I didn't know that Xavier Lewis can be a softie too!"
I teased him to which he smirked with a dark glint in his eyes as he replied.
"Xavier Lewis can be a lot of things along with a softie for his wife," he whispered huskily in my ear and kissed my ear lobe.
A shiver ran down my spine as I bit my lips.
"St-stop teasing me," I said and cleared my throat while he smirked with amusement shining in his eyes.
"Bryson told me that you didn't go home even once when I was in the coma. Why?" I inquired him once I collected myself and remember Bryson telling me all these.
"I don't have a home if I don't have you by my side in that place. It's no home for me if you are not there,"
He said seriously while looking deep into my eyes.
I gulped as a lump formed in my throat.
"So you turned my coma room into your home just because I was there. Even if it means me present there just barely alive,"
I said painfully as tears brimmed in my eyes.
"You were not just barely alive kitten. You were breathing all too well. You were more alive than I was. Even in that condition, you were more alive than I have ever been in my whole damm life.
I was just existing there kitten. I was just existing my whole fucking life without you. Whereas you were perfectly alive. Healing yourself all too well for me, for us,"
He cupped my cheeks and said darkly with his hard eyes looking directly into my wet ones.
"I-I..." I tried to say something but nothing came out of my mouth.
Giving up on my voice I just nodded my head with a teary smile and leaned forward just to drop my lips over his.
We started kissing each other softly while pouring our emotion into that kiss but then with each passing second, our kiss started to get more passionate and heated. We of us were getting desperate for more and more.
I so wanted to keep on kissing him, but then I had to pull back as I was getting out of oxygen.
He dropped his forehead on mine as we both take deep breaths.
"I love you," I confessed softly and looked at his face.
His eyes started shining with happiness. He again leaned down and kissed my lips once, twice, thrice, and a few more times.
"Only god knows how much I have prayed for this. The only thing that I have ever asked from the god is you. Is us. "
He confessed while I just kept smiling with tears in my eyes and noticed that there was something more in the looks that he was giving me, but what was that, I didn't know.
Soon we reached the mansion. Xavier helped me out of the car and settled me in the wheelchair. Our never smiling guards smiled at me and I returned the gesture happily.
Braydon and Bryson were standing near the door with party pooper in their hand.
But what caught my attention was Uncle Mason. Uncle was standing at the center of the door with his hands at his back and a smile on his face.
For the very first time in my life, I have seen my uncle smiling like this. Unlike his usual smiles, this one was genuine and radiating.
"Welcome back home little mouse," the twins shouted in unison and released the party pooper which fell on all of us.
I laughed gleefully and thanked them.
But everyone went silent when Uncle Mason came near me and stood in front of me.
"Hello Uncle," I wished him softly with a wavering smile on my face.
I was reluctant as Uncle never care about all these things. That's why I wasn't even aghast when he never came to meet me in the hospital.
I understand he might be having some other important work in Xavier's absence.
"Welcome home child.
God bless you," he wished me back in a soft tone and patted my head softly for the very first time.
I looked at him with my big shock-filled eyes and the twins did mirror my expression. However, I didn't know about Xavier.
"Take good care of her. I don't want my daughter-in-law to face any kind of trouble," Uncle ordered every servant as we entered the mansion.
They all nodded their head obediently and smiled warmly at me, which I reciprocated happily. I even hugged the elder helpers. As they all knew me too well. I have grown up with them. Or I might say that I have been raised by them.
After this Xavier took me to our room and settled me carefully on our bed.
"Ohh much I miss this," I said softly as I caressed the soft mattress under my hand.
"I am sure this room has missed you just as much," saying this Xavier opened his shirt and tossed it somewhere.
"I'll be back in a minute," saying this he went inside the washroom to a bath for his life I believe.
I sighed and leaned back on the headboard of our bed and looked around the room.
Everything was the same as I had left them. I don't even remember much about the incident.
I just remember I was smiling and was moving into the car when suddenly I felt something tearing me apart. When I looked down, a lot of blood was already gushing out from my body and I felt losing my balance. Soon everything went blank as I collapsed.
I sighed again but then my sigh got stuck as my sex god, aka my husband, came out from the bathroom with only a towel hanging loose on his hips and water dropping from his hair to his chest, to his abs, to his V-line, to his...
My throat went dry as I kept ogling him shamelessly.
"Like what you see kitten," I came out from my daze as he said smugly.
I averted my eyes and looked away while hitting my lips.
"I was-wasn't looking at you," I said and shifted a bit in my place.
"Yeah, I believe you love," he said and I heard him chucking before he went inside the closet.
Within a few minutes, he came out only in his sweats which were hanging loose on his hips. I gulped as could get the perfect view of his sexy abs and muscles.
Before I could have got hornier, a knock disturbed my ogling session.
My eyes snapped towards the door and then toward Xavier, who was already looking at me and was smiling with amusement shining in his eyes.
My cheeks burned more as I averted my eyes and Xavier went to open the door.
He came back with a tray filled with fruits, eggs, juice, and soup.
Setting the tray on the bed Xavier also settled down in front of me. At first, he feed me soup and eggs with his own hands and kept eating fruits along with sipping juice in between.
We did our lunch together like this in comfortable silence.
Once we were done, Xavier feed me medicines and laid me down on the bed carefully, and then took my head on his lap.
We kept talking about random things with soft kisses on the forehead and deep smooches on the lips in between our conversations.
All the while Xavier was massaging my head with his fingers. Soon enough I started feeling drowsy and didn't even know when I went into a deep slumber.
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Author's POV:
Once Trysta skep, Xavier softly removed her head from his lap and kissed her forehead before going out of the room, after he wore a shirt.
He directly went inside his father's office and as expected found him working on a file with a weed in his mouth.
"What do you want from her?"
Xavier directly asked his father without beating around the bush.
He knew his father very well, and he knew that Mason will never do good for a person if it is not profitable for him in one way or another.
And this time Xavier was adamant about not letting his father take advantage of Trysta at any cost.
"I want nothing but her goodwill. She is not only your wife but also the daughter-in-law of this house,"
Mason reply nonchalantly as he continued doing his work without even looking at Xavier.
"You never cared about her before, then why now. You even wanted her dead,"
Xavier said harshly as he took an angry step forward toward his father with his patience running low.
Mason just chuckled and finally looked at his angry eldest son.
"He was always like this," Mason thought and smiled again.
"I never realized the value of love until I saw your condition, Xavier.
But I have realized now that it's something very precious.
And now I am just trying to give and take a little of it from all my children,"
Xavier was speechless would be an understatement. Xavier was shocked when he heard his father saying all this about love so directly and nonchalantly.
He didn't care to believe Mason but he couldn't help but recognize the sincerity in his father's voice.
"I do not believe you father. Not even for once. I don't care what you are conspiring.
Just know that even a single fucking scratch on my wife will lead to a blood bath.
And trust me when I say, I won't even hesitate to have your neck, if it means protecting my wife,"
Xavier stormed out of Mason's cabin after giving him the ultimatum.
Mason just shooked his head and went back on doing his work while inhaling his weed.
Suddenly Mason's eyes fell on the picture of a lady who was smiling softly in the picture.
The very same lady who gave his three sons. Even after leading this alone life, he does miss her badly sometimes.
Her smiles were his favorite and he couldn't help but fall back into the lane of memories where he had a bit of emotion.
Where he was a little more human. Where he was being understood and heard.
"You have borne a hot-headed son," he said and smiled softly at the picture.
Only if you were here with me.
Only if you didn't have left me alone!
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Published on- 04.06.23
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