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Drea turned, giving me her back as she strolled towards the shower with complete casualness. I almost fell to my knees in worship.
herself there. I was completely blown away by her. In awe of her. I’d never had any trouble resisting women before. Being
I had to be honest with myself. I was more pissed off he had a fiancé than I was about him kidnapping me.
I dropped to my knees at her feet, this overwhelming need to worship the ground she walked on all but consuming me.
I wasn’t a believer in ‘the perfect woman’. Everyone was flawed. But right now, in this moment, Drea was fucking perfect.
He looked at me, lips tilted up in an honest-to-God smile.
In a lot of ways, Drea was perfect for me. She lived and breathed this life, just like me. She wasn’t afraid to get her hands dirty. To hurt. To kill. She was just as cutthroat and brutal as I was. The truth of the matter was, I didn’t want to give her up. Not now, not ever.
I turned to face Aleksandr, my eyes wide. “What’s this?” I breathed out in shock. “You said you’ve always wanted to learn how to ride a bike.” He shrugged a shoulder idly, like it wasn’t a big deal. But fuck, it was.
“Woohoo!” I zoomed past Aleksandr as he stood on the outside of the track. He just watched me loop the course over and over again, not an ounce of boredom on his face. There was a warmth in his eyes I’d never seen before, a softness that made my heart skip a beat.
How could I let her go? I needed Drea like I needed air in my lungs. Blood in my veins. Food in my belly. She was everything I needed to survive, and the thought of being without her was…unbearable.
Whoa, loved? I thought about it for a moment and then internally shrugged. Sounded about right.
“You know why.” “Tell me anyway.” I ran my eyes over every detail of her face. Those soft, feminine features. Beautiful caramel skin. Mesmerising amber eyes. That warm, fuzzy feeling I always got when I thought about her bloomed in my chest, coated in a thick, dark possessiveness that almost choked me. “Because I love you.” Her breath hitched. “I love you so much it hurts. It physically hurts to be without you, to not see you. To not speak to you. To think of you gone. You’ve managed to burn yourself into my mind, my soul. Branded yourself in my heart. So, now you own it.”
Yes, baby.” I’d always hated when women called me ‘baby’. It was an endearment I shut down instantly. But when it came from Drea, falling from her lips coated in that alluring Spanish accent she had, it didn’t bother me in the slightest. She could call me whatever she wanted, and I would still fall to my knees at her feet in worship.
She was the most important thing in my life.
Drea lifted her left hand into the air, showing Dominik the diamond ring on her finger. “I’m Aleksandr’s wife.”
