Deep love: insatiable lover

-I made your favourite dish today, have some more.

Alonso said with a smile, taking a slice of Vanessa’s bamboo shoot and placing it on the plate in front of her. Watching her eat, he poured himself a glass of freshly squeezed strawberry juice and placed it in front of her.

-Today I saw the strawberries I bought on the road, they were fresh and just picked. And they are big and sweet too, I thought you might like them so I squeezed the juice.

-Really? I’ll have to try it then.

Vanessa’s eyes widened in surprise and she smiled, taking a sip of the strawberry juice.

-Mmm, yummy.

She sighed in admiration, not seeing the conflicting struggle and pain passing beneath Alonso’s eyes. His eyes were discreetly fixed on Vanessa until she finished her glass of strawberry juice.

-Are you full?

-Yes, I’m full. The food tonight was especially good, and the strawberry juice even better.

Vanessa complimented with a smile as she pretended to get up and pick up the dishes, who knew that the moment she got up her eyes would suddenly blur.

-I… What’s happening to me?

-Vanisa? Are you all right?

Stunned, Vanessa felt her body lurch to one side as Alonso moved quickly to grab and hold on. He called her name anxiously and asked her how she was.

And then she didn’t know.

There was a complete loss of consciousness and her eyes closed as if she were asleep.

The anxiety on Alonso’s face disappeared in an instant.

He couldn’t help but hug Vanessa tighter, his eyes one moment of guilt and another of sadness. It was clear he was conflicted, but he had finally chosen to give in to the demons in his heart.

Having come this far meant he could no longer turn back.

So all he could do was grit his teeth and press on, ruthlessly reaching for what he wanted.

Vanisa would wake up and hate him anyway.

Alonso thought to himself.

He bent down and picked Vanessa up in his arms and headed for the stairs.

The drug would stay in place, but Vanessa would wake up in the morning. By then she would be awake, but unable to move, weak and limp, and confined to her bed.

It had taken her some effort to find the medicine.

-Sleep well tonight.

Alonso looked greedily at Vanessa’s serene, sleeping face.

He knew that tomorrow morning, from the moment Vanessa opened her eyes, there would never be such a peaceful moment between them.

-Vanessa, I can’t help it, I don’t want to lose you. I didn’t want to, but Lucas and the others kept pushing me, kept looking for you. I was worried about you leaving, so I had no choice but to do it. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.

-But I love you.

Alonso smiled bitterly and leaned down to place a soft kiss on Vanessa’s lips.

It was reverent.

The sloppy kiss ended and he stood up, looking deeply at Vanessa before pulling away.

The living room.

-Are you sure our leads aren’t compromised?

-Positive,” the man at his disposal said. According to our sources, Mr. Lucas and his friend should have gone to the place we deliberately used as a smokescreen earlier. Mr Lucas’s friend was treacherous enough to deliberately show us his whereabouts, but he actually slipped away to the second smokescreen where we planted more evidence.

The man said, with a look of triumph in his eyes.

Alonso was relieved to hear this and said no more.

But neither of them knew that the previous mouthful had been nothing more than a deliberate illusion by Dylan to confuse them.

The location of the city had already been revealed and Dylan and Lucas would arrive tomorrow afternoon, if nothing else. Lucas had arranged for someone to arrive in the morning to keep an eye on the city.

The private jet is equipped with a radio.

Six hours from their destination, the radio suddenly went dead.

Lucas picked it up, listened to the other party, then handed the phone to Dylan.

-Speaking.

Dylan’s voice was clear and cold, as if infused with ice, and even hearing it through the receiver sent chills down his spine.

-Are you here?

-Yes.

-Surround Alonso’s villa immediately and be on the lookout for any movement inside. Find out what’s going on inside, preferably with Vanessa’s data.

-Yes, sir. -Yes, sir.

Dylan hung up the phone, but his brow furrowed.

There was always a bad feeling in the back of his mind.

-What’s wrong? Does it seem so serious?

Lucas asked, puzzled.

-Nothing, I hope I’m thinking too much.

Dylan pinched his forehead with a headache and rubbed the corner of his forehead again. He told himself not to think about it so much, to hang on a little longer so he could be there first thing when the plane landed.

And now his men had arrived in town and were on their way to put the village under surveillance.

It was Alonso who was the first to discover what he was trying to do.

-Get some sleep,” Lucas said with a frown. We’ll be busy when we get there, so get some sleep while you’re on the plane. Don’t forget Candy.

-I’ll go check on her.

Dylan said, getting up to leave.

Dylan’s frown loosened as he looked down at his daughter, asleep on the plush, wide couch. He bent down to tuck his daughter under the blanket and gently kissed her forehead.

-Daddy.

-Good girl, sleep a little longer, it’s still early.

-Mmm, daddy sleeps too.

-Good.

Dylan smiled softly and stroked his daughter gently, lulling her back to sleep before lying down next to her.

Lucas was right, he had a lot to do when he got to the city, so he needed to rest and recuperate now while he had time.

The thick, thin eyelashes fluttered gently a couple of times before slowly rising.

Vanessa looked around the familiar bedroom and puzzled over what had happened yesterday.

How could she have fainted when she was fine?

-Mmm.

Her head still hurt a little.

She rested her arms on the bed and tried to sit up, but it was no use. It was then that he realised that his body didn’t seem to be able to exert any force.Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

-What’s going on?

Vanessa muttered to herself as she tried to sit up again, but to no avail.

Could she be sick?

But what kind of illness could make someone suddenly faint and wake up weak?

The symptoms didn’t look like an illness at all, but rather like she had taken something she shouldn’t have. Could it be…?

Vanessa’s eyes widened and her face filled with disbelief.

At that moment, the bedroom door was pushed open and Alonso entered.

Meeting Vanessa’s eyes, Alonso stepped forward with joy.

-Vanisa, are you awake?

-What’s going on? Alonso, have you done something to me? Why?

Vanessa’s answer was calm, but it was that calmness that made Alonso more and more alarmed.

His pupils closed for a moment and he quickly regained his composure.

-How could I have done anything to you?

he said, his voice full of love.

Vanessa, however, felt nothing but cold, a coldness that pierced her to the bone and sank her heart again and again.