I closed the door behind myself, loosening my tie around my neck. I made my way upstairs and into my bedroom, feeling anger undoubtedly coursing through my veins.
I ran my hand through my hair, taking a deep breath in as I made my way around the room. All I could think about washer. Her fucking eyes—her bigfuckingeyes. Her soft lips that curved into the sexiest, yet most adorable smile.
The way she bats her eyelashes at me whenever she wants something. I never understood how that ever made a man weak until she had done it and fuck, it worked. I’d give her whatever she wanted—craved even.
She stayed on my mind 24/7, even when we weren’t together. I couldn’t get her out of my fucking head and I damn near didn’t want to.
I got into the shower and changed into one of my preferred black suits.
I grabbed my suit jacket right as my phone rang. Logan.
“Boss?” he nervously said and I heard a slight noise in the background.
“What is it?” I jitted out and he took a deep breath in.
“You need to get to the hospital. I don’t know what’s wrong with her, she’s—I don’t know,” he sped through his words.
“I’ll be there soon. Go and get a doctor you fucking idiot,” I ordered, making my way to the door.
“Why didn’t I think of that!” he breathlessly said and I clutched the phone in my hand before ending the call and shoving it in my pocket.
“Mr Antonio!” Rosalia called as I got to the bottom of the stairs. “Where’s Miss Nirah? Is she okay?” she asked, her voice laced with worrisome.
“She’s at the hospital, she’ll be fine. I want you to start preparing for when she gets home. Call the nurse and tell her to empty out her schedule or whatever she has going on. I want her here when Nirah comes home.”
“Yes sir,” she nodded.
I turned to the door and grabbed my gun, slipping it into my waistband before slamming the door shut behind me.
I got to the hospital and made my way up to her room immediately. Logan was anxiously pacing up and down the room like a fucking imbecile with no doctors in sight. I looked over at Nirah and she seemed fine.
“What did I tell you, huh?” I asked, walking into the room and he stepped towards me.
“I was going to but then suddenly she was fine, so I thought—” I cut him off with a smack to the back of his head.
“I don’t pay you to fuckingthink. Don’t do that again. Just do what I tell you.”
“Yes sir,” he lowered his head.
I walked over to her bed and noticed the sweat dripping down the side of her face. I called in a nurse and walked around,standing to Nirah’s right. The nurse did a quick checkup and looked up at me.
“I suspect it was a mild seizure,” she softly said.
“Yoususpect?” I asked, holding my hands behind my back as I stepped toward her.
“I wasn’t here, Mr. De Luca so I don’t know what exactly happened but I do detect abnormalities in her brain that could have led to the seizure.”
I looked over at Logan, angry that he hadn’t done as I said and he immediately dropped his head. “Get out, Morales,” I ordered and he left the room instantly.
“If it happens again, I need you to call one of the nurses immediately, they’ll know how to handle it,” she said, ducking her head so that she could see my eyes and I nodded, staring down at Nirah.
The nurse excused herself and I sat down next to Nirah.
“A fucking seizure,tesoro?” I asked, taking her hand in both of mine. “You trying to kill me here, baby?”
I kissed the back of her hand repeatedly, desperately needing her to wake up.
Her face scrunched up as she turned her head from side to side. Her hand jerked in mine and she softly groaned, moving her head. “No.” The word came out as a faint whisper and she tried moving her legs.
