Hi guys, I'm posting this as the last chapter on wattpad.

Why? Because I've decided to pause in making this story.

I have up to 20 chapters on patreon if you want to continue and I have stopped writing because after a specific moment where a big situation happened in the story I didn't know where to go anymore with the story. I didn't know where to continue or how to pick the story back up.

It felt like I was dragging it and I no longer felt excited to write this story anymore

I'm sorry but I Adore You is paused until further notice. Thank you ❤️

yall gon get all the chapters I have lol

Adore

"Who will take over for you?" I asked, softly dragging my nails up and down his tattooed chest.

"Kazan," He answered curtly, closing his eyes. "He's the oldest son of a Russian mafia boss, my uncle."

"But wouldn't that mean–"

"Yes, he'll be boss of two mafias." Dimitri sighed. "Why?"

I sighed, sitting up. "Dimitri, I don't want you to regret this. This is your life."

Dimitri opened his eyes which were laced with sleep. "Adore, it's three a.m. Go to sleep."

I frowned. "But–"

"I told you that I loved you, didn't I?" He cut me off, sitting up. "Didn't I?" he asked again when I didn't answer.

I nodded. "Yea," I whispered.

"Ok, now do you need me to fuck you again before you go back to sleep?"

I shook my head. "N–no," I was so sore from our time in the kitchen and then our time in the shower.

I planned to slowly ease our way into having sex, but I couldn't sit still with my horny ass and basically asked him to fuck me. Now the pain between my legs was almost intolerable. Almost.

"Dimitri, I can't sleep."

Dimitri groaned. "But, I can, so tough luck."

I rolled my eyes. "Fine," I got up, groaning. "I'm gonna start packing."

"I'll help in a few hours." He said, falling back asleep.

I rolled my eyes; usually, he's awake by five a.m., but I guess he's tired.

I started packing some stuff, deciding which stuff to throw away. If Dimitri and I don't work out, I'd literally only be left with my clothes and money.

I'm risking everything to be with him, to go to school, not to mention I suddenly I'm worried that he'd lose more weight and I need to watch him. Why?

I didn't even want to say it.

✲꘏ ꘏ ꘏ ꘏✲

I finished packing a third of my clothes and packed my most used cups, the cat litter box, and the cat tree. Which I had to take down myself.

I have no idea how Dimitri did it, but he's gonna have to do it again.

I sighed, making breakfast. I've been up since four a.m. packing. It's now twelve, and I'm tired.

I made bacon and pancakes cause I was feeling bacon. I turned around to put the plates down and almost dropped them. "Dimitri," I said sternly.

He grinned, his legs propped up on top of my table. "Hey, Princess."

I pursed my lips. "You're so creepy. I know you've probably been watching me," I said, eyeing him.

"Yea, you looked so sexy in those shorts." He smirked.

I rolled my eyes. "Leave me alone. I'm trying to eat."

He leaned closer and grinned. "Can I eat you after?" 

"No," I giggled. "Here, try some." I lifted my fork with a piece of pancake.

He hesitated, and I put my fork down. "You don't like pancakes either? How about bacon?"

He scratched the back of his head, smiling sheepishly. "I'm not–"

"I'm sorry to turn the conversation around, but when was the last time you ate?"

Dimitri swallowed hard. "Um,"

I frowned. "Dimitri, please eat something. I really don't want you to relapse."

Dimitri smiled. "You don't have to worry about me, princess."

"But I do," I said. "You can't be the only one in this relationship helping and worrying. I want to help too,"

"Adore. I'll be fine."

I shook my head. "Listen, since you're paying for my college, I'll pay for your therapy."

Dimitri immediately frowned. "Hell no–"

"Dimitri," I said calmly, holding his hands. "You're not going to keep having sex with me when you are not eating. Do not kill him, but Kazan told me everything...including the jump from two hundred and ten pounds to one hundred and eighty."

His jaw clenched. "No."

I nodded, concealing my anger with him. "Ok," I smiled. "It's your choice." I continued to eat and put my plate in the sink, all while he watched me.

Oh, don't worry, Dimitri. I got something for you, baby.

I continued packing, making a list of things I needed to do. Dimitri was eerily quiet in all of this. He was seriously creeping me out.

"Um, Dimitri, can you go pick up Sebastien, please?" I said softly.

He glanced at me, sighing. He nodded.

I scoffed. "You're not going to talk to me?"

He shook his head like a child, and I laughed. "Ok, I'll text you my brother's address."

He nodded and left the house. I started laughing again. He's so stupid. He's really about to give me the silent treatment because I won't have sex with him for his own good.

Men.

When he brought Sebastien back, he put him next to me and sat back down. Silently.

"Oh, Dimitri, are you really going to sit there and ignore me for trying to help you?"

Dimitri gave me a side-eye.

I rolled my eyes. "You starving yourself is much more important than me giving you blue balls."

Dimitri rolled his eyes and went back to the tv.

I sighed. "Sebastien, Dimitri is ignoring me and hurting my feelings. He's a big meanie." I pouted.

Sebastian meowed.

"I know, right," I gasped as if I could understand him. "He's so mean to me for trying to help him."

I saw Dimitri smile, and I stood up. "I knew it!" I watched his face morph into shock as I yelled out. "You were smiling, Dimitri. I knew your bitch ass couldn't stay serious–ah!" I laughed as Dimitri pulled me towards him.

"Stop talking to the damn cat about me." He gruffed.

I smiled, wrapping my arms around your neck. "Will you stop ignoring me," I pouted. "I just want you to be healthy."

He looked into my eyes, which had colored contacts on them with his naturally green ones. He kissed me sensually, slowly, before pulling away and caressing my face. "I'm fine, ok?"

I sighed, nodding even though I knew he wasn't fine. I couldn't even tell him that I loved him. Why would I skip that and try to force him into therapy like I was anything more than just his girlfriend?

Maybe I can coerce him with abstinence so he can take care of himself and not me for once.

hE'S GOING TO WORK ON IT guyssss

I'm not using my original laptop so I keep accidentally typing in all caps

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