Owned By a Greek god

**** RYAN P. O. V ****

THE NEXT DAY

I yawned as I made my way to the living room dressed in my night clothes and announced sleepily that “I have been up all night arranging the party.”

When I turned around to see Jason walking behind me, he asked, “Why are you so engrossed by this party? Mother can plan this party all by herself.”

I looked at him and said, “I know she can, but I want to help. I am for the meam time jobless here. I need something to keep me occupied.” Even though I knew she could, I still wanted to assist.

He asked, “And about Agnes?” while I turned my head away from him.

I cautioned him, “Don’t start,” and he shrugged it off.

It’s evident that she has feelings for you, Ryan, and it’s also obvious that the feelings are reciprocated, he continued, and I nodded in agreement. “What? What’s wrong? It’s obvious that she has feelings for you, Ryan,” he said.

I was sitting on the couch when I spoke to her like this. “I know, but I just don’t want to rush things with her. She is still feeling sad about that guy jilting her,” I added.

He asked me while he was seated next to me, “How can you be so sure?”

I said this while staring into space and thinking to myself, “Before I met you yesterday, she was on call with Tony and she was in tears. I guess she remembered all the memories and began to grieve.”

He asked, “What does he still want? It’s been made quite apparent that he doesn’t want her,” and I nodded in agreement.

Jason, I am in love with her but I can’t just tell her like that. Not when she is still grieving, I said, and he agreed. “He did, but it doesn’t seem so now.”

He stood up and said, “I completely understand you. You may tell her whenever you feel it is suitable. I am sure of one thing, no matter when you tell her, she can’t turn you down. You just don’t know how sweet you are.”

Incredulous, I questioned him, “Did you just say that to me?”

“Of course,” he replied with a smile, “but why?”

I told him, to which he responded with a sigh, “No, you are the one who isn’t aware of how sweet you are. I adore Melina so much; she is truly doing a tremendous job developing your mentality.”

He continued as he was walking towards the kitchen, “You may say it again. I want to make breakfast.” I had no choice but to stand up and accompany him into the kitchen.

While I was following behind him, I questioned him, “Make breakfast? For what and for who?”Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

He asked me if I had ever heard of breakfast in bed, and I responded in the affirmative. “For everyone, but most especially Melina,” he said.

I responded with, “Yes, I have; nonetheless, it’s surprising that you have heard about it.”

He stated to me, to my amusement, “I have been conducting some researchs on how to make a relationship strong, sweet, and unforgettable. And this was one of them. Breakfast in bed.”

I asked him, “Why bother with research when you can just walk up to me and ask?” and he nodded.

“I am aware that you have experienced love in the past, and I am aware of many things about you. He explained, “It’s just that I didn’t want to bother you, you still have someone you need to talk to,” and I let out a long sigh in response.

“Fine. “I will go check how Agnes is doing, and please don’t burn down the house,” I added as I walked out of the kitchen smiling broadly. “I will go see how Agnes is doing.”

As I made my way up the stairs, I became aware of a resounding noise coming from the direction of the front door.

“What on earth is that?”

” I thought I should run outside. When I got there, I realized that it was an accident, and a lady I recognized was lying on the ground with blood all over her.

I looked all about for whoever was responsible for it, but I have a feeling that they all got away.

“Oh God, are you okay?

I asked her, and as she looked at me, her eyes opened and closed slowly, revealing that she had tears flowing down her cheeks.

She said, “Please help me,” and I nodded in response.

I said while sprinting into the property, “That’s precisely what I’m going to do,” and then I raced into the mansion and grabbed one of the car keys that was sitting on the table there.

“Jason, I need to get going; I have somewhere to be. After saying “Will be back in ten minutes,” I hurried out of the room without waiting to hear his response.

Because I didn’t want to mess up his plans for breakfast in bed, I figure that keeping this information to myself is for the best.

As soon as I stepped outside, I noticed that she was still standing in the exact same location.

I grabbed her by the hand and carried her to the car, saying, “Hold on,” as I did so. Once inside, I checked her pulses and found that they were becoming increasingly weak.

I yelled out as I rushed to the driver’s seat, “We have to make it to the hospital in time,” and then I started the car and raced very quickly to the hospital after that.

I still had my night clothes on, but it didn’t really matter to me because her life is more weight essential. I gazed at her through the mirror, attempting to figure out where I have actually seen her, and then I realized that I do see her in the house next door.

The fact that she is the neighbor is irrelevant; the question is, how did this even come to pass?

I arrived at the hospital just about on time, and the nurses were there for us as soon as we stepped inside. They assisted her in getting out of the car and put her on the stretcher.

I followed behind her as they dragged her into the hospital, but as soon as I got to the emergency room, I stopped moving since I knew I wouldn’t be allowed in.

While I waited in the hallway, I became aware that eyes were being drawn to me; I bet they were surprised to see me wearing pyjamas in the hospital.

But what could I have done? Someone was dying. My phone rang, and as I took it up, I saw Agnes Calling. I snatched it up swiftly with a big smile on my face. But what could I have done?

# Hey

# Hey, and a good morning to you.

# I hope you are having a lovely morning, and please accept my apologies for not being able to meet you in person.

I just need to know where you are because I’ve looked for you everywhere.

# It seems that Jason was oblivious to the fact that I informed him that I would be leaving.

# Because he is far too preoccupied with the cooking, I seriously doubt that he heard anything that was said.

# I had an urgent matter that needed to be resolved.

# Does it not have a name, or do you simply believe that it is best to keep it a secret from me?

# An accident..

# What the heck are you doing? Are you okay? Have you been hurt? Where are you?

Agnes, I am fine. It was a neighbor who was in an accident, and I had to rush her to the hospital. Please don’t worry about me.

# Oh my… I’m worried about her. How is she doing?

# I can’t say for sure because she is currently being treated in the emergency room, but I believe she will be okay. As soon as that is established, I will leave the hospital and go back home.

# All right, I can’t wait to finally meet you.

# Really? That makes me delighted to hear. I will be home very soon, and then I will be completely and utterly yours.

# Okay. Bye.

# Bye.

I put the phone down and exhaled deeply while thinking once again about Agnes.

**** BELLA P. O. V ****

AFTER AN HOUR AGO

When I opened my eyes, I noticed that someone was standing next to me; although my vision was hazy, I was able to identify the person as Ryan Emerson, one of the Emerson brothers.

“Hey. How are you doing right now? I looked at the spot on my hand where he was holding it and he questioned me as he was holding it.

“I am feeling better. I remarked, “Thank you very much for this,” and he grinned and shook his head in response.

“It doesn’t even matter…”

“Bella,” she called out, and I flashed her a grin.

“Yes Bella. “Such a lovely name you’ve got,” he commented, and I grinned to myself.

“I am grateful. I complimented him on his kindness, and he responded with a grin while running his fingers over my hair.

He retorted, “And you are so beautiful,” which caused me to laugh out loud.

Do you have any idea who might have been responsible for what happened to you? I mean, is there anyone out there who would wish for your death? ” I responded with a nod to his question.

“My Ex,” I answered, and he signed after that.

“I am very sorry Bella. “I can picture how it would feel from both points of view,” he added as he grabbed a chair and sat down next to me.

“Really? I said to him, “You must have been through a lot,” and he shook his head in agreement.

“Yes. “A much,” he responded, and we were silent for a few minutes after that.

“Neither he nor his family will come to any harm from me. He is much too kind to ever cause harm to the people he cares about. I won’t allow them to move forward with that strategy. I thought to myself, “At least not with me being involved; he just saved my life.”

“I really ought to be leaving right about now. It’s acceptable if I come back to visit you again, right? ” I responded with a nod to his question.

“Okay. I said good-bye to him as he was leaving the ward, and he grinned.

I heaved a sigh as I admitted to myself, “I’m sorry, but I can’t do this to him.”

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