His Toxic Addiction
Chapter 119: He only cares about her.

Chapter 119: He only cares about her.

Arissa cupped his face with both of her hands and forced him to meet her eyes, "What do I get in return if I call you Hubby?" she asked the shy man before her.

This was a rare moment so with full hands, she would grab the moment and torture him, without forgetting the out-of-the-world gift he just gave to her.

Nicklaus swallowed before raising his hand to nervously comb his hair. He loves the wide grin on Arissa’s cheek but it doesn’t sit well with him that she has that grin came from doing this to him.

"My Sperm," he wanted to say as a reply but he fastly bit his tongue to shut himself. Well, you won’t blame him. Most women are ready to give up the world for that but certainly not the stubborn woman before him.

Raising his palm to her face, he covered her small palms with his, "If you call me Hubby, I promise to end all of my annoying traits," he promised looking into her eyes.

Arissa’s grin slowly flattened as she melted into his eyes. She was only playing around, he don’t have to take it so seriously.

Softly, she peeled her hand off his cheek and drew it away from his grasp. Nicklaus’s gaze followed her palm as she withdrew them to herself.

"That isn’t enough?" he questioned, his voice laced with a willingness to add more promise. He wasn’t just giving out promises, he would stick to them just like he always does with his other promises.

Arissa gave him a thin smile before backing him. Facing her vanity mirror, their eyes locked from the glass.

"I have one more request," she voiced out holding his gaze. Since he had taken this so seriously, she guess she have to set boundaries now.

Nicklaus took a step forward before wrapping his arms around her waist.

"What’s that?"

"That you won’t dangerously mix up with my father’s affairs. I don’t want you to get hurt, can you promise me that you would stay away?" she pleaded.

Likewise anyone, she cares about the people around her, and no matter what, she wants to die alone without adding people to it.

"Do you promise me that?" she asked as she sneaked her hands up to his arms on her waist and held them.

"I can’t promise you that," he dropped the bombshell. Her safety is more important, "That makes us a couple, doing things together,"

Once again, he left her speechless.

He held her shoulders and whirled her around softly so she would face him.

"I want you to leave the country if things get heated,"

Arissa’s breathing choked up when she heard what he said. Seeing her reluctance to agree, he pulled her into his arms and gave her a warm embrace.

He kissed the top of her head, "Don’t think about this, you have to do it," he spoke through the kiss.

Arissa shivered. What does this mean?

She pushed him off her, "Nicklaus St_"

Nicklaus cut her off with a kiss. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled her into himself and deepened the kiss.

He kissed her passionately, and without hesitation, Arissa opened her mouth for his entrance. He kissed her like he was trying to turn her sanity and make her side with him.

The kiss was turning passionate but before Nicklaus would relish the moment, Arissa forced herself off the kiss before pushing him away.

Nicklaus’s jaw thickened in puzzlement. Why did she end the kiss that way?

"Oh no," Arissa murmured with her palm covering her mouth.

"What happened?" Nicklaus questioned, looking around the room. Covering their distance up, his hand held both sides of her hips while staring down at her.

"Get away from me," she seethed at him and this made Nicklaus frown. Pushing him away from her, she moved away from the vanity table.

"Arissa,"

She met his eyes giving him a flashlight of the embarrassment her eyes held, "We didn’t wash up before kissing," she moved her hand to her hair before dragging it, "That’s bad," she lectured him.

"En_"

Her hand moved to her face and her expression turned more panicky, "I haven’t washed my face yet," she pushed past him and Nicklaus could only face her with amusement.

With her level of confidence, he never realized she cared about her appearance this much. His expression softened immediately and his racing heart went back to normal.

Initially, he thought he did something wrong. She wasn’t easy to please and her mood swings doesn’t make things easy for him.

"You_"

"I haven’t washed my hair," she complained again and this time was her moment to turn all red, "Excus_"

She did not get to complete her words as Nicklaus cut her off by pulling her to himself. Startled, she met his eyes but bent her face the moment she started into his eyes.

Though she washed up last night, she still doesn’t feel okay to be before him with some bed nest hair and morning breath. It doesn’t feel alright.

Nicklaus raised her chin with his finger, "You are beautiful even without washing up," he said to her.

Arissa blinked in surprise and disbelief, ’He’s joking,’ she concluded in her heart.

She parted her lips to argue or excuse herself however, the moment those lips parted, Nicklaus sized them up sweetly.

He nibbled on her lips but the kiss was short since she refused to open up. He also doesn’t want to force her to.

He has to prepare for work so he can’t afford to be hard again. Meeting her eyes, he gave her a cheerful smile and Arissa turned red.

"You are alluring without trying," he complimented. Arissa raised an arched brow at him. Those words caused an electrifying spark inside her as her legs clenched unknowingly.

"Don’t," Nicklaus’s face turned serious, and all of the sparks Arissa felt vanished immediately, "Don’t think about it. You must leave the country the moment I say so," he informed her in his signature cold tune.

Arissa frowned before pulling herself away from him, "I can’t just leave," she protested. She hated the way he talked to her but somehow, she felt care coming from his words, "I have people here I care about," she added before folding her arms under her breasts.

"I’d arrange a transfer hospital in any country of your choice. You can leave with anyone you want to," Nicklaus said. He only cares about her but she could leave with the people who add meaning to her life.

"I don’t want you communicating with Adams," he added in a warning tune.

"Why?" Arissa couldn’t help but ask. Mr. Adams had done nothing but help her and who do Nicklaus think he is to tell he who she should talk to and who she shouldn’t talk to?

"He isn’t who you think he is," Nicklaus explained but kept it short.

The new information numbed Arissa as she just blinked brainlessly. What does Nicklaus mean?

She started at Nicklaus and he started back as the room fell into a hushed uncomfortable silence. The air was thick as Arissa waited for an explanation from Nicklaus.

Nicklaus swallowed, "I have to get going," he announced, and with a lean-in, he dropped a light kiss on her cheek before walking out of the frozen Arissa.