Kristin nervously clipped her hands together as she watched Luke help Richard lay on the bed.
Richard was still unconscious, and Luke happened to call Richard at the right time, when Kristin needed help. She quickly answered the phone and informed Luke about what had happened to Richard.
He came with the speed of light cuz he cares about Richard... a lot.
"Would he be okay?" Kristin asked.
"Yes he would, if he'd be able to sleep" Luke mumbled. Working with Richard for five years now, he knows about his insomnia.
"What do you mean?" Kristin asked.
"What happened to him?" Luke asked, trying to divert Kristin's mind.
"I don't know, he just got triggered when he step inside my room"
"What were you doing at that time?" Luke questioned.
Kristin took her lower lip inside her mouth before answering Luke's question.
"I was dancing with a ball anklet on"
"Ball anklet?"
Kristin nodded, her eyes on Richard.
No doubts, she was worried about Richard after seeing him in that state earlier.
"Let's have a word, Kristin"
Without objecting, Kristin left the room with Luke and they went to the living room.
"Where did you get the ball anklet?"
"It was a gift from the department store. When I opened the jewelry box, it contained an anklet, and I just played with it by dancing so I could hear its jangling sound"
"Listen Kristin, I know you don't know a thing about Richard so it essential for you to make mistakes"
"What do you mean?" Kristin mumbled, unable to grab what Luke was saying.
"I won't go into details, because I believe Richard should be the one telling you the full story, but don't ever wear a ball anklet. A normal anklet is okay, but not an anklet that has balls around it, and utters a jangling sound"
"May I know why?"
"Richard gets terrified by it. Jangling sound scares him a lot. Let's just said that is his phobia"
"Why is he traumatized by the jangling sounds?" Kristin asked with curiosity.
She wanted to know why Richard is traumatized by that particular sound, which she loves.
"Like I said, I can't go into details, only Richard has the right to do that. I can trust you with his phobia, right?"
"Yes you can, Luke. I'm not a chatterbox and moreover I don't know anyone here in Las Vegas except for you and Mr. Grouchy. Is there a way he can overcome his trauma?"
Luke smiled, pleased that Kristin is wiling to help. He definitely chose the right woman to be by Richard's side.
He isn't a seer, but the very first day he saw Kristin, he knew she'd be a blessing to Richard someday, and that's why he came up with the idea of Richard marrying Kristin.
"That alone depends on Richard. He is the only one who can overcome it, but thanks for your concern" He smiled at her, and Kristin returned the smile.
"Was he able to give you what he got for you?" Luke asked after some seconds.
"What did he get for me?" Kristin replied with a question.
"I will be right back" He leaves for Richard's room and comes back with a shopping bag.
Luke gave the shopping bag to Kristin, and when she checked the contents in the shopping bag, it was a brand new phone.
"Mr. Grouchy got this for me?" Kristin grinned.
"Yes. He brought the phone so you can reach out to your family in Glenwood"
"Whoa! Mr. Grouchy isn't that bad" Kristin chortled.
"Of course he isn't. He might have a cold face and a nasty temper, but as long as you don't get into his bad book, he is kinda nice"
"You know a lot about him, don't you?" Kristin smiled.
"Not everything. Don't try to find out, cuz I won't tell you"
"Fine, don't" Kristin hissed, and they both laughed.
"Can I ask a favor from you?"
"Sure Luke, we are friends," Kristin said.
"What gift can I get for my wife to make her happy? We have been having misunderstandings lately, and I want to set things right"
"Wow! I didn't know Mr. Luke can be so sweet" Kristin teased.
"So do you have any gift in mind?"
"You came to the right person, lover boy" Kristin made a post and Luke laughed at her crazy stunt.
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Arriving home, Luke met Cecelia taking care of her manicure nails-that's the only thing she is good at anyways, trying to meet up with the luxurious life of Vegas.
"Love, can we talk?"
"We have nothing to talk about" Cecelia said curtly.
"Yes, we do. At least give me a listening ear" His voice hoarse with plead.
Cecelia sighed and sat upright on the couch.
"I'm listening" She muffled.
Luke smiled and sat beside her, holding her hands.
"I just want us to stop having misunderstandings. I love you a lot, and it shatters me when we argue. The first couple of years of our marriage wasn't this way. I'm going to work hard and give you the life you so desire, let's just get along well without having to argue or misunderstood each other"
"I'm sorry too, if I was a dickhead"
Luke caressed her face, his heart enlightened with joy.
"You don't have to apologize, Love. I got you a present"
"What could it be?" Cecelia's eyes brightened.
"Close your eyes," Luke smiled.
"Just show it to me" Cecelia whined, and he elated.
"Just close your eyes, love," Luke laughed. He loves Cecelia unconditionally.
"Fine. Make sure it's something I'd like, else I might kill you" Cecelia said with a funny warning.
She slowly closed her eyes and Luke presented the gift he got for her.
"You can open your eyes now, Love"
Cecelia did as she was told and she screamed at the sight of a lariat necklace and earring set.
"This is for me?" Cecelia asked, excitedly.
"Who would it be for, if not for my beautiful wife?" Luke played with her cheeks.
"You're the best! I love you!" She jumps on him, kissing severally.
Seeing how excited Cecelia was, made Luke smile. His main priority is seeing Cecelia smile, he just loves her too much.
"Since you got a gift for me, what should I give you in return?" She flirted with her eyebrows.
"What do you have in mind?" Luke asked, his eyes on her round big eyes.
"How about a steamy night?" Cecelia said naughtyly, her hands going to Luke's cock.
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•RICHARD'S VILLA•
Kristin entered Richard's room like a snail, so she won't wake him up.
She just wanted to check up on him, only to discover he was having a difficult time sleeping.
His eyes were tightly shut, and he was sweating despite the working air-con.
It was so obvious that he was struggling to catch a glimpse of sleep, but he couldn't.
Richard was having a hard time sleeping, because anytime he closes his hands to sleep, the small dark room from twenty years ago always appears to him.
"Mr. Grouchy" She muffles.
Seeing the beats of sweats all over his face, Kristin quickly went to get a piece of cloth.
She climbed the giant bed and began cleaning the sweat on his face.
"I wonder what you're going through, Mr. Grouchy," Kristin whispers.
With his eyes still closed, Richard's hands slipped to her waist, and he hugged tightly, making Kristin gasp.
She didn't see it coming.
Kristin tried taking his hands off from her waist, but Richard held onto her waist like it was his breathing machine.
She was indeed his breathing machine, because he drifted into sleep, after he possessively claimed her tiny waist.
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The talking alarm of Richard woke him up, that it was time to start another day.
He slowly opened his eyes, and he was stunned at what he saw.
His head was resting comfortably on Kristin's chest and his hands were still glued to her waist.
"What the heck..." He muttered and took his hands and head off from Kristin, who was still sleeping.
Did he spend his night in the arms of a woman?
On a normal night, he doesn't sleep until it
How come he was able to fall asleep? was close to dawn. How come the impossible became possible last night?