Chapter - 15

Elio cleared his throat and looked at Nicolas before talking.

"Simon is feeding me because i can't eat by myself."

Elio puts his bandaged hands on the table. Nicolas's eyes widened and he abruptly stood up from his seat and went to Elio's side.

"What happened? And why the fuck didn't anyone tell me anything?"

Nicolas said glaring at the three.

"Don't glare at them. They called you to tell you your 'husband' was injured, but you cut the call saying you had things to do."

Elio said with a straight face.

"I-i had to be somewhere. It's related to-"

Nicolas tried to explain.

"Elena also came right?"

Elio looked at Nicolas with an expression that he can't understand.

"Yeah. Because she-"

Elio stands up from the seat.

"I'm getting tired. I think the medications is finally kicking off."

Elio walks away from Nicolas but stops.

"You should go too. You must have more important works to do."

With that Elio walked away. The three followed him but Nicolas told them to meet him in his home office. He called his secretary to tell her that he won't be coming in today. The three of them were standing in front of their boss with their heads down.

"What about the guy who tried to attack Oliver?"

"Sir Oliver have that guy locked up in their basement."

Nicolas loosened his tie and leaned on the chair. Why didn't Oliver inform him about anything? Nicolas gestured them to leave the room. He sighed and decided to do some work since he took a day off. But why did he take a day off? Was it to make sure Eli is okay and to make it up to him? He didn't dwell on that thought and just went on to do his work.

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Nicolas went to his room to change out of his work clothes. Elio didn't come out of his room since he went inside after the breakfast. He changed into a t-shirt and sweatpants when he heard a crash and a loud 'fuck!' come out of Elio's room. He rushed to the door connecting both their rooms and opened it. He saw Elio layin on the floor. His heart raced and worse thoughts filled his mind. He ran towards Elio and bend down.

"Eli!"

Nicolas shouted shaking Elio's body.

"God! I'm not dead dummy."

Elio said pouting. Nicolas let out a breath of relief.

"Why are you on the floor?"

Elio sits up and glares at Nicolas.

"I was trying to change but i couldn't put on my sweatshirt. It got stuck and i lost balance and fell down when i tried to pull it down."

Nicolas hoisted Elio up under his arms. He then gently pulled down the sweatshirt. Elio looked at Nicolas with shocked eyes. His hair was messed up by pulling the sweatshirt down.

"What? You needed help."

Nicolas said shrugging.

"I can do i-it myself."

Elio said yawning. Nicolas realized Elio was getting sleepy, maybe because of the pills. He suddenly lifted Elio bridal style.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

"You need to eat before you sleep again."

"Okay. But why the fuck are you carrying me? My hands are hurt not my legs."

Elio asked Nicolas. Nicolas didn't know why he did this. But he couldn't stop carrying him.

"So? It's okay."

He walked them towards the couch and sat down with Elio on his lap. Elio had his mouth open in shock and was looking at Nicolas. Nicolas looked cool, like he didn't have any problem with Elio on his lap. But what actually was happening is his heart was beating at an inhuman speed. Simon was walking towards the kitchen but froze on his steps when he saw both of them. Elio's cheeks reddened in embarrassment.

"Tell Carla to bring the food here."

Simon rushed to the kitchen to tell Carla to bring the food. Elio hid his face in Nicolas's neck. Elio's hair tickled Nicolas's jaw. He took a deep breath and the sweet scent of chocolate filled his nose. He closed his eyes and took lungful of the scent again. He was about to nuzzle more into Elio's hair when suddenly Simon appeared again with a plate of Lasagna. Nicolas took the plate from Simon.

"Leave."

He ordered Simon with a cold face. He took the fork filled with the food and brought it towards Elio's mouth. Elio just looked at him.

"What? Do you only eat if Simon feeds you?"

Nicolas asked scowling. Nicolas didn't want to seem like he was whining or jealous. Elio wraps his lips around the fork and eats the food. Nicolas gulps when his eyes is stuck on the thick, plump lips. They finish the food in a few bites and Elio was already feeling sleepy. He unconsciously leaned his head on Nicolas's shoulder. He was sitting sideways on his lap. Nicolas wrapped his arms around Elio's waist.

"Does it hurt?"

Nicolas asked a tired Elio.

"Sometimes it does? I don't know since the pills are so strong. But i'm always sleepy."

Elio said yawning.

"But the day i got attacked it hurt so bad that i thought i rather die than go through this pain."

Nicolas clenched his fist in anger. That fucker who did this the worst torture.

"I'm sorry i wasn't there to protect you."

Nicolas said with guilt.

"Well you were busy with my sister."

Elio said scowling.

"Well she needed me!"

Nicolas said trying to defend himself. 'What about me? I needed you too,' Elio wanted to say those words but decided against it.

"It must be funny to you right?"

Elio asked with his eyes closed.

"What's funny?"

Nicolas asked confused.

"You and the guys must have gone through injuries worse and here i am whining about a small wound."

"It isn't a small wound."

Nicolas said.

"Mmm."

Elio just mumbled. Nicolas looked down and saw Elio already asleep. He brought Elio's body closer to his as if trying to protect him, which he couldn't do that day.

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"I heard you're keeping the bastard in your basement."

Nicolas asked Oliver through his phone.

"Yeah. We needed to know who sent him. But looks like he won't last long. My men really did a number on him."

Oliver said.

"Do me favour. Keep him alive. I'll send you a list."

"List?"

Oliver asked in question.

"Yes. A list of tortures. Torture him daily, but keep him alive. I'll tell when to finish him off."

"Done."

Nicolas smirked at the end of the call.