One hour later. Laura woke up to see the ceiling in the room. She's back in Graven's house! She's no longer in the cave!
She saw Rebecca standing beside the window, looking outside. She looks at her palm, she recalled it now...she wrapped her hand around Luke's hands and when she was about to remove her hands, she felt one of the nails dug into her palm, then she saw the blood! She fainted after that. "Rebecca..." she called her name.
Rebecca looked over her shoulder. "Oh, you're awake!" she rushed to the bed. "How are you feeling?" she asked.
"I'm fine..." Laura replied.
"Good. Wait... I'll inform Graven that you're awake now," Rebecca said and bolted towards the door, she exited the room.
Laura stared at the ceiling.
A few minutes later.
Graven entered the room alone. He went to the bed, grabbed a chair, and sat upon it, facing her. "How are you feeling, Laura?" he asked, a worried expression was etched on his face.
"I'm fine..." she replied.
"How did you cut your palm? Why did you get blood all over it?" he asked.
"I wrapped my hands on Luke's hands but when I removed them, his nail accidentally dug in my palm and made a cut, when I saw the blood I fainted. I have a weakness for blood. I always faint every time I see fresh blood," she answered.
"Okay, now that is cleared... but why you're already inside the coffin on top of Luke when we found you?" he asked.
"Huh?" Laura's brows furrowed. "As far as I can remember, I didn't get inside the coffin!" she insisted.
"But we found you lying on top of Luke inside the coffin," Graven repeated.
"Oh, how did it happened? I swear I don't remember getting inside the coffin. Why should I?" Laura said with a sigh.
"Okay, rest here inside the room. I'll have the servant prepare you a delicious soup. Don't move around, just take a rest," he said.
"I'm not sick!" she protested.
"I know...just rest for a while, okay? Don't be stubborn," he said gently.
Laura rolled her eyes. "Alright..." she relented.
Graven rose to his feet and reached for the blanket in the headboard, he draped it all over Laura's body.
Their eyes locked for a minute or two, his eyes spoke volume. Laura broke their intense eye contact and shifted her eyes to the wall.
Graven looked at her, sighing deeply. "I'll take my leave," he said. He went to the door and exited the room.
The moment he was gone from the room. Laura left the bed, went to the closet, grabbed some clothes and underwear, and went to the bathroom to take a bath. She wants to get rid of the oil that was still clinging to her body and clothes.
Twenty minutes later.
Laura finished bathing and exited the bathroom only to find Graven sitting on the chair, looking at her, giving her a stern look. She went to bed and changed the cover with new ones including the pillows and blankets.
"Why did you take a bath?" he asked.
She looked at him and gave him a little smile. "I need to get rid of the oil on my clothes and body, that's why I took a bath," she explained.
"And what about your wound?" he asked eyeing her palm.
She raised her hand. "It's still here, I will change the dressing," she said.
"Sit down on the bed. I'll change the bandage," he ordered.
"Okay..." Laura sighed and obeyed. She lowered herself on the bed and watched as Graven cleaned the cut and applied new gauze on it.
She was tempted to run her free hand on his hair and she did.
Graven froze for a few minutes...savoring Laura's heavenly hand caressing his hair...loving the feel of her fingers kneading his scalp. He cleared his throat and raised his head, he seeks her eyes. "Are you flirting with me?" he asked, his hypnotizing eyes began digging a hole in her heart.
Laura breathed deeply. "This is my way of thanking you for taking care of my wound," she said and smiled a little.
He brought his face closer to hers until his breath fanned her face. "I want to kiss you right now," he whispered, his voice dripping with desire.
Laura's eyes widened. It's hard to show him a little bit of affection because he would bring it to another level.
Before she can think of anything to say to him. Graven's mouth came crushing into her lips, taking her off guard. He sneaked his hand on her waist holding her in place as he was trying to engage her in a passionate kiss. A few seconds later, Laura found herself responding to his kisses, carried away by the intoxicating heat of his body.
Their lips were locked in a fierce duel. Graven't can't get enough of her luscious mouth.
Laura was intoxicated by his fiery kisses... so hot and arousing it's igniting the fire of desire in her body.
They found themselves above the bed. Graven was straddling Laura, his burgeoning crotch pressed on her soft mound, they can feel the heat of their genitals through the thin fabric of their clothing, their bodies start burning with passion and desire while their lips were still locked in a heated duel.
Before they will end up having sex in the bed again, Laura reluctantly tore her mouth from his lips and pushed him hard away from her.
Graven was panting hard looking into her eyes. "W-what's wrong?" he asked.
"Go back to your room, we're not going to have sex again," she said, breathing deeply.
Graven raked his fingers on his hair in frustration, not ready to leave Laura's room yet. "I'm sorry..." he said and left the bed. He lowered himself on the chair facing her.
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