Chapter 33: Chapter 33

I opened my eyes the next day and the first thing I realized was the sun peeking  behind the curtains which telling me that it was already morning.

I turned around expecting to see Sean, instead, I was faced with empty bed. I quickly sat up making me dizzy. My fever was gone but I still felt aches at certain parts of my body.

I slowly got up, heading toward the bathroom with slow steps. I slept so long but still felt tired. When I looked at the mirror I almost gasped in horror. I looked like shit. My hair was messy and a little greasy. I decided to tie it up into a bun. That's better.

After brushed my teeth and washed my face, I felt more awake and refresh. After drying my face, I walked out of the bathroom and was faced with Sean who was sitting on the bed with a phone in his hand. He was so focused with the phone that he hadn't realized my presence.

He looked up when I climbed on the bed. He smiled when he met my gaze and he leaned forward to kiss my cheek. "Morning", I said putting my head on his shoulder.

"Morning, baby. How do you feel? Are you still feeling sick?", his voice filled with concern.

"I'm okay. Just a little bit dizzy", I admitted as I closed my eyes. I felt like I want to sleep again.

"Wait here, I'm going to make you breakfast", he started to pull away from me.

"No", I pouted. "Don't leave me alone"

"Baby, you need to eat so you can eat the medicine", he said.

"Then I'm coming with you", I said standing up but he pushed me back to the bed.

"No, you need to rest", he said sternly.

"Then I'm not eating", I took the cover to hide my whole face and I heard him sigh and grunted.

I didn't know what he did next but I guessed he was on the phone because I heard him talking to someone. Then it was silence. I felt the bed dipped so I knew he wasn't going anywhere.

Few minutes later, there was a knock and I instantly uncovered my face, but Sean was already on his feet towards the door. He talked to someone then he closed the door with a tray in his hands.

He placed the tray at the bedside table which filled with foods. My stomach growled once I smelled the fresh pancakes.

Sean grabbed a fork and feed me the pancakes which he already cut into a reasonable bite. I opened my mouth and swallowed it quickly, didn't realized how hungry I was.

I ate the whole plate and Sean looked happy about it. My stomach felt like it was about to explode because of how full I was. So, I laid myself back on the bed, thinking to go back to sleep but Sean didn't let me because I needed to eat the medicine.

I groaned in frustration. I hated medicines, especially the liquid ones because those are usually bitter. So when Sean came back with a small bottle, I frowned.

He poured the liquid into a small spoon and directed it in front of my face. It was pink and if I were still a little girl, my mom would say that it was strawberry flavored medicine. I took a deep breathe and swallowed the liquid and I grimaced.

"Go to sleep, babe", he kissed my forehead and brought the cover up.

I laid there watching him as he cleared up the dishes to the tray. He was about to leave when I called him.

"Yeah?", he said meeting my gaze.

"Where are you going?", I muttered.

There was silence before he spoke. "I'm going to work", he said before leaving me alone in the room.

I let out a loud sigh and covered my face with the cover until sleep took me.

SEAN POV

I brought the tray back to the kitchen and I saw Georgina sitting on one of the island, playing her phone. She put away her phone once she noticed me entering the kitchen.

"How's Val?", she asked while I put the tray in the sink. Mrs. Rhodes could handle that.

"She's fine", I said flatly taking a piece of pancake on the plates near Georgie.

"You sound moody", she stated.

"Am I?", I asked swallowing the rest of my pancake and grabbed a beer from the fridge.

"Yeah. And you never drink beer in the morning", she said a matter of factly.

"Whatever. I'm going to work", I said leaving the kitchen.

I got into my office and did some paperworks that I left behind because of this 'rat' problem. I was sure that he and Jonathan were in this together.

I got Peter but he wasn't that useful. In fact, he was just an idiot who only knew how to fuck and drink. But still, I needed to keep an eye on him because he was a leverage and Jonathan would try to rescue his dear nephew.

I already ordered my men to watch their residences,and pulled a strict security both at here and Chicago 24/7.

I didn't tell anyone but I already put cameras in the whole house and every night before I got to bed, I'd check them in case my men missed something suspicious.

I added a new guard for Valerie as well but she didn't have to know about that for now. I knew she'd be furious because last time I put Hunter and Jack, she didn't like the idea. But I didn't care. Her safety came first whether she liked it or not.

And about that James guy, the one who harassed Valerie, he was in hospital now. I was driving last night trying to give this piece of shit a lesson when I saw him at the street talking to whom I presumed was his friends. He was laughing and so were his friends. Watching him here while Valerie was in my house sick, made my blood boiled.

His friends then left, leaving him walking alone in the street. I decided to follow him from behind, watching him drinking a bottle of beer until the content was empty and threw the bottle elsewhere.

I was getting impatient so I decided to 'accidentally' ran over him with my car. The fucker flew through the roof of my moving car then his back met the floor. I heard him groaned and his hands were on his stomach. Guess, he had few broken ribs.

I spent the whole day in the office that I didn't realize it was already dark. My back was killing me from sitting the entire day. I decided to check the camera before I grabbed a bite.

I headed to the monitor room and there, I found two of my men sitting in front of the screens which displayed every corner of the house.

They both got up, letting me to sit and I did my work. There was nothing suspicious and all I saw was my men guarding the front door, back door, Mrs. Rhodes going in and out to certain places inside the house, Georgina going out for work in the morning, and I saw Valerie was in the kitchen around noon eating as she chatted with Mrs. Rhodes.

I sighed and exited the room, heading towards the kitchen and surprisingly, Valerie was there as well, cooking something. She didn't notice me because her back was facing me.

"What are you doing out of bed?", I said making her jumped by my sudden appearance.

She turned to face me and sighed in relief when she realized it was me. "Making dinner", she said in duh tone.

"You're supposed to rest", I said walking closer to her.

"I'm fine, really. And besides, I'm sick of staying on bed. I'd done that for two whole days", she said.

She indeed looked better so I didn't argue more about it.

"What are you making?", I asked putting my arms around her waist and kissed the back of her head.

"Fettucine", she answered as she stirred the pasta on the pan.

"It smells really nice", I whispered to her then bit her earlobe making her suck in breathe.

"Sean.. ", she said in warning tone.

"What?", I played dumb as my hand ran into the inner of her thigh. I could tell she tried not to moan.

"We're in the kitchen", she said trying to swayed my hands away but I didn't budge.

"So?", I whispered kissing the side of her neck. "It's just us in here"

She resisted it first but then she turned off the stove and turned around facing me then our lips collided. I kissed her back hungrily ad her hands roaming my hair making me moan and I did the same go get body.

"Oh, shit", I heard a gasp and quickly turned around, ready to curse whoever it was. And of course I was met with Larry who was leaning against the door frame with this stupid smirk. I could see Valerie's cheek turned red because we were caught.

"What the fuck are you doing here?", I asked rather rudely.

"Getting some drink but apparently, I get to watch porn instead", his smirk was still evident.

"Jesus, Sean can't you guys wait until you're in the room?", he complained as he opened the fridge.

"Dinner's ready", Valerie chirped, probably trying to change the topic.

"Oohh, do I smell pasta?", Larry stepped closer to see what she was making then grabbed a plate from the cupboard.

Valerie put some of the pasta on Larry's plate and immediately, Larry dug in like he hadn't eaten in years.

"This is so good", Larry complimented with his mouth full and Valerie seemed pleased with his exclaim.

She then poured the rest of the pasta into mine and her plate. I took a bite and like Larry said, it tasted heavenly. I was a lucky bastard. Not only my girl was beautiful, kind, and caring, she was a great cook as well.

After finishing our food, Valerie got up to wash the dishes, but I didn't get her. Instead, I asked her to go to bed. She insisted at first, but when she noticed I wasn't kidding, she sighed in defeat and walked upstairs.

I grabbed our plates, including Larry's and placed them in the sink before washing them.

"You got a call", Larry said while I began washing the dishes.

"Oh yeah? From who?", I became aware. Please don't tell me that Peter got away.

"Greg", Larry answered. I could tell that Larry didn't like it. "He wanted you to call him back as soon as possible"

I finished washing the plates and grabbed a cloth to dry my hands. "Oh",was all I said.

"Oh?", he said in disbelief.

I looked at him confused. "What? What do you want me to say?"

"I don't know. Maybe tell me what the hell are you doing with him?", he retorted.

"I'm just asking for a favor", I answered feeling frustrated.

"What favor?", he asked again.

"It's nothing", I said trying to make him drop the subject.

"What favor?", he asked in low voice now.

"I asked him to make a bomb, OK? Happy?", I snapped.

"You, what?", his eyes widen. "A bomb? For what?"

"What do you think? To kill those son of a bitches of course", I glared.

"But with a bomb? Don't you think it's a little too extreme and risky?", Larry exclaimed.

"Oh, please. Like you're not happy when they're dead", I scoffed.

"Do I want them dead? Yes. But not like this. It's reckless", he argued.

"How is it reckless? We blow up the place and they're gone for good. Problem solved", I said.

He was quite after that and he knew I was right. "I don't know, Sean but I don't like this idea", he exclaimed.

"I don't care if you like it or not. All I care is them in the body bags", I said walking passed him heading to the stairs.