Page 55 of Care: Part 1

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Care for Answers

Avelina was getting ready for the meeting with Johnathan. She was wearing a black dress that covered up her cleavage and managed to reach the top of her knees. The only reason she decided to wear black was because she knew how terrible the color looked on her, according to Adrik.

She wanted to look as horrifying as she possibly could. The last thing she wanted was for Johnathan to believe they were doing anything besides have a very business-like conversation. Avelina didn't even bother with makeup or her hair. She left her hair in its typical wavy state before slipping on a pair of flats.

Avelina walked out of her room and headed into the piano room, where Adrik occupied his time.

He noticed her right away. It was difficult for him not to cringe at the sight of the ugly dress, but he managed. She looked as if she was heading to a funeral, wearing such a somber color. Although Adrik was immensely grateful that she didn't leave to see Johnathan in a dress that would help bring out her beauty.

Blue was his favorite color on her; it brought out her beautiful eyes. He also liked the gold dress she wore at the wedding because it showed the person she truly was on the inside. The kind of girl that makes the darkest room shine.

"Hi," she smiled before walking over to the piano.

He anticipated her sitting on top of the piano like she typically did, but Adrik was quite shocked to see her sitting down beside him on the bench.

Her intense eyes gleamed happily into his as her fingers hovered over the keys. He watched her questionably but didn't bother to interrupt.

Suddenly, she began to play the beginning of one of Beethoven's most popular songs. It left a smile on Adrik's face as he watched her. Even though she only played the piano for a few seconds, the mere fact that she tried meant more to him than anything else in the world.

"Für Elise," she said, stating the title of the song. "While you were away at work all day, I watched a bunch of tutorials on how to do that. See, told you I was a magical pianist."

"I see.”

She gave him a wink before repeating the same intro to the song and not missing a single key. He enjoyed listening to her play and wished she could finish the whole piece. It felt good knowing he could share what he's always been so passionate about with his favorite person.

When she finished, Avelina got up from the bench and plopped down on top of the piano like she always managed to do.

"Play the rest of the song.”

"Only if I receive a kiss," he said.

Avelina smiled at him before sliding off the piano and placing herself onto his lap. She cupped his cheeks and embraced his lips in a kiss.

He gripped her thighs while pushing her against the keys of the piano. A harsh sound echoed through the room from the pressure Avelina applied to the piano.

A soft moan coaxed out of Avelina when he began to lift the bottom of her dress until it was over her hips. Her hands wandered up to his hair, where she removed his bun from its restraints. She especially loved his hair when he wore his hair down.

She ground her hips against him only to be immediately welcomed by his hardening length. He got more aggressive as he pushed her harder against the piano rather harshly to decrease the amount of space between them.

Before things could get even more heated, Anton walked into the room and immediately froze.

"Uh…"

Avelina quickly snatched herself from Adrik's hold while pulling her dress back into place. Adrik looked completely unfazed while Avelina's mind was busy screaming at her negligence. She stupidly made out with Adrik, where almost anyone could catch them—which was precisely what happened.

Anton immediately cleared his throat before plastering an innocent smile on his face as if he didn't just catch them in a heated moment. "I came in to inform you that your car is ready when you are.”

"Thank you, um, I'll, uh, be out there in a second," she stated awkwardly.

He gave her one last smile before turning on his heel and walking out. Avelina's cheeks were heavily tinted a red color. She did not want to go out there and be in a car with Anton while he withheld information of the very awkward encounter that just occurred.

"Adrik, he caught us," she let out in a state of panic. She felt this sudden need to hyperventilate. What if Anton were to tell someone? What if people label her as an advantage-taking whore?

"Obviously.”

"'Obviously'? That's bad!" She panicked.