Deep love: insatiable lover

The maid was relieved to see that she was ready to eat.

Eating the food brought by the maid, Vanessa asked for a refusal when the other woman asked if she wanted more.

I just needed to be able to survive.

Seeing Vanessa curl up again, isolating herself from everything, the maid sighed again, picked up the dishes and left.

It was late at night when Dylan returned.

The maid, who lived in the guest room, came out immediately upon hearing the commotion and greeted Dylan respectfully when she saw him.

-Sir.

-How is she today? -Dylan asked as he stopped moving and looked at the maid.

-Miss Vanessa ate something at night and since then she has been dazed and silent. She has withdrawn into a small world, cut off from the outside. This is a bad sign, and if this continues, Miss Vanessa is likely to become depressed.

-Is it that bad?

-Sir, I suggest you follow the doctor’s instructions regarding Miss Vanessa.

With that, the maid turned and went back to her room.

Dylan stood in the living room, frowning and silent for a long time. His eyes grew darker and darker, as if hiding a violent storm.

After hesitating, she rejected the maid’s suggestion.

I couldn’t believe I couldn’t get Vanessa to come out.

In the silence of the night, the sound of the door opening could be especially noticeable, even if it was soft.

Dylan let go of the doorknob and cautiously entered the bedroom.

The curtains were drawn and there were no lights on inside, so Dylan’s eyes were slow to adjust and he saw Vanessa curled up in the corner of the bed.

It was clearly very large, but she took up minimal space.

It was clear that Vanessa was now very insecure.

At the sound of footsteps, Vanessa looked up, her ghostly gaze on Dylan, emotionless.

His eyes seemed dark and not at all luminous.

Dylan’s heart squeezed hard.

He didn’t like it, he hated the moment. Unable to help herself, Vanessa, who was still silent, suddenly began to struggle as he approached.

She was filled with unease and panic, her face turning pale as Dylan approached, her forehead covered in cold sweat.

She was scared and resisted.

-Don’t come any closer. Stay away.

Anyone else would have been kicked out by Dylan and wouldn’t have batted an eyelid.

But now it was Vanessa telling him to leave, and instead of getting angry, Dylan felt pain.

I preferred Vanessa, who was full of energy and hated herself, to this.

-Don’t be afraid, it’s me. Vanessa, take a good look, it’s me, Dylan.

Dylan did not believe that Vanessa really resisted and did not accept herself.

Dylan’s attempt at rapprochement irritated Vanessa.

Suddenly, he jumped to his feet and ran to the ground without a second thought.

-Get out of the way and stay away!

Vanessa screamed and ran out the door.

His body lost its balance and he fell heavily to the ground.

Still, he refused to give in and continued to crawl out, his face full of panic.

-Vanessa! Vanessa! Easy! Easy! Easy!

It was worse than during the day.

Dylan frowned fiercely and took a step forward.

He reached out to try to lift Vanessa, but she struggled desperately, waving her arms against his approach.

This was not going to work.

Fearing that Vanessa would hurt herself, Dylan grabbed her without a second thought.

-Stay away, don’t touch me, don’t touch me, don’t touch me.

Vanessa looked on in horror, her eyes bloodshot.

I couldn’t see clearly what was in front of me, I couldn’t tell who the person in front of me was.

She felt very scared and wanted to fight and run away.

But why couldn’t he release her?

Held too tightly.

He had to escape, he had to hurry.

A voice in the back of her mind kept urging Vanessa on, her weak body suddenly gaining strength. She grabbed Dylan’s hand and bit down with all her might.

Worried about hurting Vanessa, he could only pull every ounce of strength out of his body and let her bite.

Soon his arm was bleeding from the bite, and crimson blood was dripping, soiling both their clothes and the carpet.

-It’s okay, it’s okay,” Dylan hugged Vanessa and reassured her in the softest tone of his life. You’re safe now, no one will hurt you. Don’t be scared, it’s okay. You’re safe, no one’s going to hurt you.

Dylan repeated the same words over and over again.

I didn’t know how long it took before the person in my arms finally calmed down.

Vanessa let go of Dylan’s arm, her eyes still unfocused.

Like a ghost, he slowly gets up, doesn’t look at Dylan and goes to the bed, gets into it and curls back into the corner.

-Vanessa?

Dylan called out to Vanessa in a low voice and she didn’t answer.

After a long silence, Dylan sighed helplessly.

He felt powerless and frustrated.

Was it not possible?

No! Vanessa was his wife, how could he not help her!

Wouldn’t handing it over to Henry or Benjamin be a personal admission of defeat?

Cruelty and resentment crept under Dylan’s eyes.

He closed his eyes in fury and when he opened them again the frustration and helplessness in them had disappeared without a trace, to be replaced by determination.

It was another sleepless night.

Vanessa stayed awake until the morning light, sleepy enough not to sleep, before finally closing her eyes.

However, he did not sleep well, struggling and screaming in terror every few minutes.

It was clear that the damage of that day still remained on his conscience.

There was no way I could forget.

Dylan stared, and suddenly thought he was being too kind by locking Brisa up.

Brisa had just been locked up and couldn’t even taste the pain Vanessa is feeling right now.

Dylan’s eyes were sombre in thought.

-Take care of her.

After explaining this to the maid, Dylan left in a stride.

I felt I had a bomb hidden in my chest, a bomb that was about to explode.

This infuriated him and he wanted to find Brisa immediately and use the same tactic on her.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.