The Billionaire, His Wife and I

A story for another day

ADRIAN’S POV

“It’s not what you paid for and I am not sure I am comfortable with that,” she said just as I had expected her to say, and I could also see the fear in her eyes. I just needed to be held by her and after the day I had just had, I needed her to comfort me. I was aware that she probably didn’t even know me because I was the one who was watching her, but I couldn’t help feeling this deep connection with her. It was as if I had known her from the past life and we had just been reunited.

“I understand that you are too uncomfortable to do that,” I said sadly. I didn’t want to be pushy. I needed her and I wanted her but if she wasn’t ready I was willing to wait for her to be there because one thing I knew for a fact was that she and I were supposed to be together.

I didn’t know how I knew this, but I just knew we were meant to be together even though it was in contradiction with everything that was happening in my life.

“I can see that you are going through a lot, and I think the best place for you to go right now is to get yourself a therapist. Get someone better equipped to deal with whatever it is that you are going through” she said and I couldn’t resist laughing. She was concerned about me and yet scared of me at the same time. This made me wonder if she could feel what I was feeling for her.

“You are right,” I said, “but I feel more comfortable with you and I am not a very open person so it's taking a lot of bravery for me to even try to open up to you. I know we don’t know each other and we just officially met, but I can't help feeling this bond between us. I feel so comfortable around you, almost like I can be myself with no judgment, and I can't help wondering if you feel the same way I actually hope that you feel comfortable around me and I also want you to relax”

She sighed and looked at her hands and said nothing. It seemed she was in deep thought and was considering something while I could also tell that she was hesitating to share something with me. Something told me that she was feeling what I was feeling but she was just afraid to allow me in. What was she so afraid of? I would guess that most people always wanted to find someone who made them feel the way she made me feel, but why was she trying to shut me out?

“You know what, if it will make you feel better, then I can't deny you the opportunity to lie on my lap. You are not going to ask for anything else, right?” she asked me, searching my eyes for assurance and I nodded.

“I promise,” I said and she removed her hand from her lap creating space for me to lie on top of her lap.

“ So what do you want to talk about?” she asked me and now that she was asking me what I wanted to talk about I was kind of blank. I certainly couldn’t start talking about Victoria with her because that would just scare her away and a big part of what I was going through was because of Victoria.

However, I decided to play it safe and just tell her about how much I missed my parents and how all the pressure of taking over the family business was getting to me because I never had time for myself. She listened to me quietly as if she was listening and comforting her old friend. If Joseph heard of this he would be very disappointed because he was supposed to be my best friend, but I just felt like he wouldn’t understand why I was so unhappy and unfulfilled in my life. I felt that telling all these things to Natasha would help me connect with her and also maybe, in a weird way make her realize that I was a genuine guy.

In no time, she was also opening up to me. She told me that she was only working at the strip club because her mother had cancer and the bills just wouldn’t stop piling up. She told me that she had come to The Bliss Corner looking for a job as a bar lady but got hired as a stripper instead. She didn’t like the job but she had to do what she could to help her mum and this was easy money for her. I couldn’t help feeling like it was my job to help her but I knew that would be a little too much for her. I mean we had just met and the fact that she had allowed me to lay on her lap was a miracle and now she was opening up to me. If I asked her to quit and allow me to help her I would be pushing all the boundaries and she might reject me based on that and I couldn’t have that.

We stayed in that position until I fell asleep on her lap. This was a big deal for me because I had never slept on anyone’s lap except my mother’s. as a matter of fact, I hadn’t been sleeping ever since Victoria and the lack of sleep was part of the reason why I was getting depressed. I didn’t trust Victoria and I couldn’t believe that my father had left me to deal with her, knowing very well she was not to be trusted.

But that was a story for another day and it was a story that I wasn't going to share with Natasha just yet.