Chapter 5 Best Pillow in the World

Gabriel wanted to curse and scold her for driving a motorbike rather an a car. Enzo doesn't have a choice but to lead him to her room. She's sleeping, the duvet is covering half of her body, and she's like Sleeping Beauty. He moved closer to her queen bed and put his hand over her forehead. She frowned a little on one hand. "You naughty girl, why would you drive a motorbike when it is raining?" Enzo gave the flowers to the maid. The maid left, and Enzo crossed his arms to Gabriel. "So, you see her and you may now leave." Gabriel pulled the duvet up under her chin. "I will call a doctor." He pulls out his phone. "She has her doctor. It will be on his way here by now." Gabriel stood and faced Enzo. He tapped his shoulder. "We will be brothers soon. Don't get too protective of her from me. I will protect her as well." "What is your motive for choosing my sister?" Gabriel smiles, and Enzo suddenly creeps out. Gabriel never really smiles like that. "Let's just say that she's the best pillow in the world." Enzo's face darkens, and he puts down his hands and clenches his fist. "Don't get angry, bro. I am now taking responsibility for her because of what happened to both of us nine months ago." "Asshole!" "I know." He went back to bed and kissed her forehead. "I will leave now, and probably will be here tonight, so I can take care of her. You are free to mess around with women tonight." "Okay! I gave up!" Enzo left the room, stomping his feet like a little kid. He exhales and watches the sleeping goddess. He bent down and kissed her dry lips. "You stubborn girl, I'll torture you tonight." He stayed for a while, wiping her hot face, and then finally left. When he got to his office, he started reading the data about her. Ten years ago, she was fifteen years old when she was kidnapped, and her mother was kidnapped. They were locked up in an abandoned house away from the people near the beach. Her mother died from a gunshot, and half of her body was burned. She was in a deep trauma, never spoke to anyone, and even a psychiatrist couldn't do anything about her depression. Until it wasn't depression at all, and she was unable to speak. She might have witnessed something other than that. But she remembers nothing at all, and her mouth is shut. She had no boyfriends or friends at all. Only her brother. An odd report was that she had been molested by her stepmother, and she never fought back and ignored it like it had never happened at all. Her brothers are overprotective of her, and another odd thing is, she studies a lot of martial arts and even went abroad to a secret school. That is unknown. "You have two hours of free time, sir." "Hmm, I'll finish a few things then. Free my time at four o'clock so I can visit my fiancée." "Yes, sir." "I'll probably drive myself there, so you are dismissed after." "Thank you." He works nonstop and finishes the stacks of papers in front of him, putting the finished papers on the right. After what seemed like three hours, he just felt that he had to take a break. He went on the treadmill and started walking like a simple walk outside, and stretched his back. While walking, he thought of something that would make her fall on him. Though he wasn't sure of what he wanted, he was sure of something. He will marry her and make her his pillow at night so he can have a good sleep. He got five hours of sleep last night and it is enough than two to three hours of sleep daily. It would be nice to hear her voice. She wasn't mute, that's what he concluded. She just doesn't want to speak at all. He went back to work again and ordered a coffee for his secretary. He works efficiently until he finishes the mountains of papers in complete three hours. He then gets u, takes his lunch to his office, and calls En, and Zo answers in a few rings. "How is my sweetheart?" "Sweetheart?" Enzo snorted. "Well, she's still sleeping. Her fever is still 39 degrees Celsius. The doctor said that it is a simple fever and he will check on her thoroughly." He said monotonously. "Hmm, okay. Did she eat something?" "She was asleep. She won't eat at all." "I'll be there at five." "It's better if you don't come here. But the butlers had settled a guest room in front of hers. I think Dad isn't against it anymore." "Of course, he isn't. We will be family soon enough." "Whatever you say, Gabriel." His assistant came, and he signed him to continue while he was eating. "Last night, there was a big bombing at the Snake Headquarters. Barret, the head gangster, was dead shot on the head and others. The killer was a research shooter". "Snake headquarters, the one who has been threatening us for the site that they couldn't even get?" "Their business collapsed after the bombing." I checked the tablet where he sent the footage of the report. "Good. We won't have problems with them anymore. You know who did it?" "It seemed that they had captured someone whom they shouldn't have. The secret organization of Spies." I stopped. "There's no name, a nd it remains discreet as it is. It seemed that they were surely hard to locate." "We won't mess up with them." It's a good choice for him. Though he wanted to know about the boss of those discreet organizations that earn millions every day. He finally left at three and went around to the boutique to buy her something. From his observation of her room, she had a collection of series books. He didn't buy books because she probably has those kinds of books. From the report, tshada ada dog back then that died after the incident when she was kidnapped. It died together with her mom. And she never had any pets after that. Not pet at this moment. He will just buy something that she might like, and then his driver arrived with a few of his clothes since he will sleep over, hoping for a good sleep. He told his driver to drive there while he checked emails and then finished half of the work for tomorrow. It takes at least an hour to get to their mansion. He put his laptop and tablet in his leather bag. The door opens, and since it is raining again, a big umbrella was waiting for him, a nd his driver walked him to the main door. He was greeted by Marga, and he greeted her with a nod. Then her mother, who greeted him warmly with cheeks to cheeks, like treating him as family. The butler came with his little suitcase. "What do you like for a snack?" "Anything." He told. "Please lead him to his room." He went to his room on the west wing, just right in front of her room. As soon as he put his things in order and the butler was already arranging his clothes on the cabinet, he took a warm shower and then changed into his casual clothes and went to her room to visit her. Enzo was sitting on her swivel chair while playing something on his phone. An IV was connected to her. She's sleeping, sideways facing. He sat down beside her and caressed her hair. Her temperature is higher than before. "Why her temperature isn't dropping?" he asked Enzo. "I don't even know what to do, so here I am, playing a game, waiting for her to wake up and eat something." "Did she wake up after I left?" "Yup. Just two times." She looks pale, and he's worried. The doctor came again and checked her temperature. He frown. "What?" They both asked in panic. "Her temperature is 40 degrees." "Shit!" Enzo cursed and paced back and forth. "Is this trauma again?" "I think it is, young master." He now understands. She should wake up. "Sabrina." He calls her name, but she's not even responding. "Hey," he caresses her hair. "No vomit, no shaking… she's just sleeping. I'll check her breathing." The doctor said, taking out his stethoscope. He immediately moved away. "Her breathing is normal. It seems that it is just her temperature." He called for the maid to sponge bathe her. The doctor injected a medicine for the fever, and they left, waiting outside. "Why are you worried?" Enzo suddenly asked, checking if his brother was online. "Of course, I am worried about my bride."