The Devilish Assassin Meets The Angelic Detective

Elle successfully unlocked the door without making an unnecessary sound. This skill was one of the advantages of being a well-trained assassin. Now, she just applied it, not to kill someone but to make sure that someone was just fine.

When she entered the house, the surroundings were very dark, fortunately she caught a glimpse of a faint light coming from Erick's room. His lampshade was on.

She took light steps towards his room. She was careful not to make a sound that would wake him up. When she reached his bedroom door, Elle stopped. For precautionary measures, before she went in, Elle covered half of her face using her handkerchief and tied her long hair in a bum.

She wrapped her hand around the doorknob. Hallelujah, it's not locked! She turned it from steel into a rag and slowly pushed the door open.

She silently emerged from the door, tracing her steps towards his bed. Then she saw Erick's sleeping figure.

Suddenly, she jolted to the sound of him calling her name in a croaky whisper. Her heart jumped out in both shock and nervousness. At first, she thought Erick was awake but when she looked at him, his eyes were closed.

"Elle… Elle… please don't leave me."

"Please come back to me…"

Elle's heart sunk. Erick was talking in his sleep and he was calling her with his desperate voice filled with sorrow and longing.

After a while, she noticed something. Erick shivered violently, curling up on the bed under his blanket. On reflex, Elle moved closer and placed her hand over his forehead.

Cold sweats glistened all over his face but his skin was so hot that it felt like it could burn her hand. He was having a high fever.

Elle immediately ran through his supplies where he usually kept his medicine kit. She brought it with her back to his room. She checked his temperature using a thermometer. After a few seconds, she heard the beeping sound, indicating that it was done reading his temperature.

Beep! Beep!

'[email protected], 38.5 degree Celsius?!' Elle cursed inwardly.

She scanned the medicine kit but couldn't find any cold-flu medicine.

'Where did he put his meds?' Elle mumbled, feeling worried-sicked at the man lying on the bed.

She tried to check the drawer under his bedside table. The moment she opened the drawer, Elle's eyes widened seeing several medicine bottles of sleeping pills.

Elle frowned, "Is Erick having difficulty sleeping?" she murmured as she checked those medicine bottles.

For an unknown reason, her heart suddenly ached for him. She wondered if she was the main cause of this. Then her tears began to fall down her face.

But she didn't mind it. She focused on finding medicine for his fever. Finally, she found what she was looking for. She ran out of his room again and when she came back she was already holding a glass of water.

Her concerned eyes fell on Erick.

"Sh!t… what should I do now? Wake him up and feed him this medicine? Am I Crazy? I can't do that. But if he does not take his medicine, his fever will not go down."

Elle was put in a dilemma once again. She heaved a frustrated sigh before she sat down on his bed while putting the glass of water on the bedside table.

She bit her lower lip, still undecided of what she should do. Then suddenly she remembered the moment when Erick had tricked her in feeding her the medicine she refused to take.

Elle's lips turned up into a bright smile, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"That's right. I could also do that. And I can kiss him too without his knowledge." Elle mumbled to herself.

She couldn't understand herself, just a moment ago she was shedding tears and now, she was smiling like a fool having this kind of thought.

"Elle, I think you are truly insane," she scolded herself.

Without wasting any more time, Elle removed the handkerchief covering her face and took the medicine into her mouth. She leaned closer to Erick, gently holding his face. Then Elle lowered her head to claim his lips.

She gently brushed his lips with hers, while her thumbs were caressing his face as if she was urging him to open up his mouth in order for her to enter.

Erick didn't give her a hard time. As if his body had recognized her lips even in his half-unconscious state, his own lips moved and accepted hers. He was responding to her kiss.

The kiss deepened and Erick m.o.a.ned, Elle finally found the entrance, she immediately transferred the medicine into his mouth, she pushed it using her tongue.

After that Elle broke the kiss, Erick groaned in protest when he felt the absence of her warm lips. Elle slightly giggled seeing Erick's reaction. Though his eyes were closed his brows were drawn together in a frown.

Elle reached the glass of water on the bedside table and took a sip. She went back to kiss him, transferring the water into his mouth. She did it thrice to make sure that Erick completely swallowed up the medicine.

After she succeeded in feeding him the medicine, Elle planted a soft kiss on his forehead. His temperature was still high.

"Thank you for teaching me that strategy. It's quite handy you know." Elle mumbled, caressing Erick's pale cheek.

The next thing she did was to find a towel and soak it with the cold water. After that, she lay the towel over his hot forehead. She got an extra towel and soaked it again in the cold water. She started wiping his body. However, Erick was still shaking, shivering from the chill.

Elle sighed helplessly. "Alright! I will stay for a while. If his fever stays down then I'll leave."

She lay down beside him and hugged Erick tightly, using her own body to give him warmth and lessen the chill. She covered their bodies with the blanket.

She didn't sleep. She watched over Erick for the whole night, waiting for his fever to go down. She took care of him like a wife taking care of her sick husband.