I am the Queen

Evangeline woke up the next day. It was already afternoon, and Eric wasn't beside her on the bed. Her body was sore, and her private parts were swollen.

The door opened, and came in Eric who was only in his pants.

"Hungry?" he asked with a tray in his hands.

Evangeline's lips kicked up a smile. "I would be famished if you're just wearing an apron."

"Oh." Eric thought for a second. "Do you want me to?" He was seriously thinking about it.

"No, silly. Of course, I'm hungry for food. Though I also don't mind if you do it."

Eric smiled and sat on the bed, laying the tray of food beside her. He kissed her forehead, murmuring, "Maybe some other time. Eat first."

Evangeline's stomach grumbled at the smell of freshly cooked food. Fingers slightly trembling, she picked up a morsel, and it took a lot of effort not to gobble it all down.

She was famished!

She was enjoying her food when she stopped and looked at Eric. "What are you looking at?"

"You're really beautiful," Eric replied with a serious face.

Evangeline hesitated. She was just asking for fun since he was looking at her from the side. A lot of people said that she was beautiful and drowned her with compliments. But whenever Eric said that she was, it never failed to put a smile on her face.

Eric grabbed her hair and gently kissed it. Eyes never left hers. Her body flared, and her heart felt big in her chest.

Evangeline cleared her throat and pushed the empty plate away. "I'm full."

Instead of answering, Eric led her to sit on his lap. His nose brushed the tip of her ears before he nibbled them.

"What's wrong with you? We just had sex," Evangeline said but didn't make any effort to stop him.

"Is it wrong for me to want you all the time?"

Evangeline blushed at the innocence in Eric's tone. "You're sick."

"And you're my medicine." Eric smiled.

When he looked at her all wrapped in bedsheet and face nourished with love, he couldn't help the heat of his desire.

He lowered her on the bed and kissed her lips, licking her lips back and forth. When she groaned, his tongue probed inside her mouth and made love with hers.

His hands were about to pull the sheet when the bedroom opened.

"Oh, my god! Tell me you're not making out."

Eric pulled the sheet tighter on Evangeline, shielding her from view, while the latter just raised an eyebrow at Daniel at the door.

"Don't you know how to knock? And how did you get in?" Evangeline spat.

"The door was open, and I did knock, but I guess that you're too focused on your world for you to notice my presence." Daniel shook his head before he turned around. "Anyway, I'll just go to the kitchen while you . . . continue whatever you're doing."

Evangeline grabbed a pillow and threw it on Daniel's way, but the closed-door caught its impact.

"You're not invited!" Evangeline shouted.

Eric sighed and got up from the bed. "Get dress first. I'll see what Daniel wants," he said as he put on a shirt.

"What? Who cares what that guy wants. You should be focusing on my wants."

Despite the interruption of their happy moments, Eric managed a laugh. "It might be important for him to come all the way here."

Evangeline just looked in the celling and grumbled.

"Cock blocker."

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Eventually, Evangeline, Eric, and Daniel ended in a restaurant nearby.

"What do you want?" Evangeline said to the point after the waiter took their orders.

"Is it wrong for me to come visit you? I didn't get the chance when you were still in the hospital," Daniel answered coolly.

Evangeline's eyes rounded, and she faked a smile. "And now that you have visited can you leave?"

Daniel stirred his tea as he said, "What's the rush? Now that you're going to Paris, we should spend this time together." As he said so, his eyes shifted to Eric, gauging his reaction. When Eric's face remained stoic as ever, Daniel guessed that they already made up about the Paris thing. Well, considering what they were doing a moment ago, they really had made up.

No pun intended there.

Evangeline smirked. "You're not really here for me, aren't you? You're just depressed that Lilybella left. I can see it in your eyes. I even heard that you get back together with Sisley."

". . ." Daniel sighed but didn't react. True, he was somewhat depressed and frustrated about the current events, and he needed some company. But choosing Evangeline's company was . . . should he say, he would never have gone to her in the first place. If it weren't awkward with Max, he would go to him. But since he got together with Sisley again, things turned . . . unpleasant.

Eric and Evangeline looked at each other. Then Evangeline said, "Lilybella is a nice girl, huh?"

"Yes, she is," Eric agreed.

Then they looked at Daniel, who was spacing out, eyes on the window.

"Lilybella is a nice girl, huh?" Evangeline repeated.

"Yes, she is," Eric seconded.

They then looked at Daniel, who was still unresponsive.

"Lilybella is a nice––"

"I know already!" Daniel cut in and frowned at Evangeline. "I heard you the first time."

Evangeline grinned and propped her cheeks on her palms. "Do you really now? Then why did you let her go?"

"Sisley takes priority right now," Daniel sighed. Coming to Evangeline was a terrible choice. He should have learned his lesson by now.

"Besides, I admit that she is nice, but all her screws in the head are loose. Why want a girl like that?"

"Ah, Lilybella." Evangeline's eyes widened behind Daniel.

The corner of Daniel's lips rose. He couldn't contain his eagerness as he turned his head with expectation on his face. But he didn't saw the figure in his memory, only a girl dress in a waiters' uniform carrying their tray of food in hand.

The girl smiled her sweetest, but Daniel's heart fell straight to his stomach. He shot Evangeline and Eric a sharp gaze. They were both repressing their grins as their brows wiggled, annoying him to no end.

"Coming to you two is really a bad idea."

"Well, what do you expect? You want us to console you?" Evangeline mocked and crossed her arms. "That's not how the world works Daniel. You won't find sympathy here, only ridicule. I think you already know that going out with Sisley because of guilt and sympathy is wrong, right?"

Daniel's head pounded like crazy. "Then what would you have made me do? Let her die?"

"Yes," Evangeline said simply as she drank and ate the food that Eric fed her.

Daniel looked at Evangeline like he didn't know her. "You really are heartless."

"I'd rather be heartless than nice. Nice people get taken advantage of. Like you. And besides, it's not your job to take care of her. If she wanted to kill herself, let her be. It's her choice. No one is responsible for their choices except themselves."

". . . I'm not that kind of person. I'm the one who caused her to commit suicide, so I should take responsibility," Daniel insisted.

Evangeline rolled her eyes. "Self-blame. It happens all the time. If you're the one who put a knife on her wrist, then take responsibility. But no one wanted for that to happen, only her."

". . ." Daniel sighed and rubbed his face. "That's not how it works. If I leave her again, I'm afraid she'll commit another accident. She . . . needs me."

Evangeline and Eric looked at each other.

"It's a good thing that I'm independent, huh, Eric?" Evangeline mewed.

Eric repressed a chuckle since it's inappropriate in the current situation. "Yeah."

"It's a good thing that I can take care of myself, huh?" Evangeline said in a cute voice.

"Yeah," Eric agreed and pinched Evangeline's cheeks.

Daniel rubbed his hands against his face once more. It was really a wrong decision to went for Evangeline and Eric.. His blood vessels were about to pop. He needed to get out of here, fast!