A Forced Contract Marriage with the Devil novel Chapter 211

Chapter 211

ALESSANDRO’S POV

Today marks exactly two months since I had last seen his beautiful light brown eyes.

He was here but not really here. He was alive, his heart still beats, he breathes in and out, and his wounds have healed considerably. He doesn’t move, he doesn’t react to my touch. He just lays on the bed, ghastly pale

He lies comatose on the bed, due to blunt force trauma to the head and excessive blood loss. The bastard had cracked his head open in three places. They had to shave his head off for the stitches. If he had been conscious, I know he would have never allowed the doctors to do anything to his hair, he loves it too much to just shave it off. I’m pretty sure he is going to have a complete meltdown when he wakes up… If he wakes up.

But his hair had grown back, it wasn’t too long, but the short hair looked incredibly handsome on him. I wish I could tell him that.

For the first month, the doctors kept him in the Intensive Care Unit but then I brought him home. Our home. The doctors said there was a chance he might never wake up and then there was a chance that he could wake up and might have permanent brain damage. There was also a chance that he might wake up and be completely fine that was what I was clinging onto.

Just like every single day, I washed his hair and cleaned his body with a washcloth and warm water as best as I could with all the machines attached to him. I made him wear fresh clothes, I know how he hates being unhygienic.

I traced my fingers over the bullet wound scar on the side of his stomach. Fortunately for us, the bullet didn’t damage any of his vital organs, it was a through–and–through abdominal gunshot wound.

I leaned closer and kissed it, just like I do every single day.

I dressed him up in clean clothes, grey shorts that he loved to wear whenever he wanted to torture me, and an oversized button–up shirt

because of the machines.

A nasogastric tube was shoved down his nose to deliver necessary nutrition straight to his stomach.

I reached out and softly grabbed his hand, I brought it to my lips and kissed his knuckles. “I love you, I’m going to say those three words to you every second of the day when you wake up, I regret…” I swallowed as a thickness settled in my throat, “I regret not saying those words to you more often. I have been so fucking stubborn about it but…” I softly ran my finger along the curve of his cheek. “but I think I fell in love with

you the first time I saw you.”

“That’s why I decided to marry you, minding less about the fact that you’re a fellow man“,

I watched his face once more and inhaled deeply, fuck! I couldn’t fucking breathe.

“There was just something about you… I wanted to keep you close to me. I never realized why I brought you to my home that day… now I get it. I loved you all this time, even when I thought that you had betrayed me, I still couldn’t think of a single fucking way to punish you because you are my heart, Nikolai. How can I hurt my own fucking heart?“–

I leaned over him and placed a soft kiss on his warm, chapped lips, ‘And now I just sit by your bed and I keep thinking about how much ‘‘– ved talking to you. I didn’t talk much before you, I hated engaging in mindless conversations but with you, the mindless conversations with became the highlight of my day. I looked forward to them. You know, sometimes I’d get so fucking frustrated at work and when I’d come you’d just open your mouth and spew the longest sentences that wouldn’t even make sense and I loved it. I loved every second of it. I daydream about it throughout my days, recalling the snippets of our conversations. Sometimes, I feel like I’m going fucking crazy…”

The room was deadly silent. My voice sometimes echoed back into my ears, along with little sounds coming from the machines that were attached to his body.

I kissed his knuckles once mute, ‘I want you back, please…”

The burning pain in my heart intensified with each tortured breath I took, “You have no fucking idea what its like to live without you… FUCK!

Chapter 211

I

placed his hand

back on the bed and ran

both

of my

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