Sinfully Yours by Mirah Selim (read e books online free .txt) 📗

"My words can be hurtful Mr. Sylvester but do try to think about what I said." She said dropping the thought of telling him more cruel facts about him. She didn't want to push him to his last limit. After all, his therapy sessions have just started and if she kept on pushing him just in his initial days he might lose his mind even more.

"Well tell me about your nightmares this past week. Did you get any?" Cyrus sighed in frustration. The woman is so damn nosy and pushy!

He answered her questions controlling his nerves. And finally, the session ended and she added two new medicines to his prescription discarding one old medicine she wrote last week. Hazel talked to her and Dr. Ellen told her about the progress he was making even though it was extremely low yet it was still better than nothing.

Hazel was happy after hearing her words and took the prescription from her. As usual, Cyrus held her warm hand in his cold ones keeping it over his thigh throughout the ride. But this time something in him looked changed like he was in great turmoil. He looked like he was thinking something really deeply.

"Cyrus." He hummed still staring out the car's window.

"Are you free?" This question of hers made him turn his head to her with a frown.

"Why?"

"Answer me are you free?" He smiled kissing her hand.

"I am always free for you sweetheart." She wouldn't deny sometimes his flirting does make her flustered. Her ears flushed red but thankfully her hair was down and he wasn't able to see them.

"I was thinking if you're free then why not go somewhere?" Cyrus looked at her nodding his head.

"Sure where you want to go?" She smiled before looking at Creed who was driving the car minding his business.

"Creed." He nodded his head.

"Yes, mam." She smiled making Cyrus narrow his eyes at her.

"So you already discussed with him. Huh." She shrugged off cutely making him pursue his lips to not smile at her.

"I told him if you said yes then we will go otherwise we will go back." He chuckled shaking his head.

The rest of the ride to their destination was in silence. Cyrus frowned for a second finding the car stopping near the beach area. Hazel smiled at his confused face before pulling his hand.

"Let's go." Cyrus sighed jumping off the car. He chuckled when Hazel like a kid ran towards the beach near the sea. He wouldn't deny the scenario was extremely pleasant for one's eye.

Sunny bright sky, with a beautiful blue sea swirling softly because of the light cold wind. The sand wasn't burning hot that's why Hazel removed her shoes while walking near the water that touched her feet softly.

Cyrus was thankful that he didn't wear his coat after coming out of the car. He unbuttoned the upper buttons of his black shirt and uncuffed his sleeves pulling them to his forearms revealing his tattooed arms. He tugged his hands in his pants pockets staring at his wife who was smiling happily while playing with the water using her feet.

Her smile made this moment more beautiful for him. He just stayed standing on the spot while staring at her moving around the place. Soon Hazel's eyes met his and she motioned him to come towards her but he simply shook his head. But Hazel wasn't having it she ran closer to him.

"What are you doing? I didn't bring you here to stand here like a statue. Come on remove your shoes." Cyrus tried refusing her but she shook her head looking at him with her wide stubborn eyes.

He sighed removing his shoes along with socks before letting his feet touch the slightly hot sand. But as expected from Cyrus Sylvester he didn't even wince at the hot sand touching his skin he just simply looked at her.

"Happy." He mumbled and she nodded her head smiling.

She grabbed his wrist and pulled him near the sea shore. He didn't protest just let her drag him with her. He weirdly felt relieved when the cold water of the sea touched his warm feet. A voluntary sigh left his lips looking at the beautiful water.

"I used to come to the beach with my parents." Her voice made him look at her. There was a small smile dancing over her lips as she stared at the sea.

"That day used to be our vacation day. My father was always really busy with his work but he never for once forgot to take us to the beach. And now it's been years since I came here." He didn't miss how her eyes started turning teary when she said those words.

"You know my father used to say he will arrange my marriage ceremony on the beach as well because I love being here so much. I used to laugh at his words but now." A lone tear escaped her eyes.

"I miss him. I miss his words. I want to laugh at his words again. I miss him so much. I feel like I have no one left. Without him, I feel like I have no one." Cyrus held his hand up and slowly wrapped it around her shoulders turning her to him. As expected from his wife she didn't look up at him not wanting him to see her tears.

But Cyrus still grabbed her chin pulling her head up and making eye contact with her teary eyes. "Today it's his death anniversary right?" Hazel's eyes flickered in surprise when he said those words.

Now she understood his claim of reading her eyes. He wasn't wrong when he said he can tell easily what she was hiding just by ready her eyes. She softly nodded her head still staring into his eyes.

"Foolish girl. You were in so much pain alone." She shook her head having no words to reply to him.

Instead of wiping her cheeks, he leaned closer to her face placing his lips against her teary eyes. Hazel closed her eyes when he kissed them softly. She unconsciously clutched his shirt when he trailed his soft kisses down to her damped cheeks wiping her tears away.

Something about his touch was different. It didn't feel forceful, lustful, or full of rage instead it was comforting. Like he was trying to comfort her in his own way. She felt his breath hitting her lips making her part her lips.