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Not that this was something Milan had to be concerned about, of course. Those cases were incredibly rare. After the bond, it would take a strong will to counter the protective instinct of both Omega and Alpha in order to cause such malicious harm. It was simply all the waiting around that was making Milan’s mind go wild with uncertainty.
I am scared
“I trust your rooms are adequate.” For a quiet, innocent moment, Milan was thrown by the sudden change of subject. He opened his mouth to assure his husband, but something in his stance and piercing eyes froze Milan. Very suddenly, as if doused by cold water, it dawned on him. Raphael was throwing him out.
Bitch my heart 💔
“I understand anger and expressing it. But speaking to me like I am beneath you, looming over me, banging the table—I will not tolerate that. I would like to remind you that you agreed to this marriage. I did not trick you into it. You do not want me. Fine. But it was your decision to have me here, so do not suggest I have invaded, or that I have the power to infect.” Milan kept his voice level but could not help narrowing his eyes on the last word.
Milan 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
It was an otherworldly horror, to see someone who was making him suffer so completely handle the bud of a plant with such care. Adding salt to the wound, Raphael flinched the moment he spotted Milan, hurriedly putting his gloves on as he stood up.
This fucking guy. I can’t
“I must admit that I was happy, for a while, but I soon discovered that no man can hide their true nature for long. Slowly, Jack revealed himself to be ruthless. Cruel. That charm—it was a tool he used for his own gain. The way I fell in love was not organic, but premeditated by him. Our coming together was not just chance—he had picked me.”
Wtf
“Milan.” Lord Raphael’s hand, having gone limp, clutched his again. “Please, know that I do not tell you this to seek your forgiveness, for I don’t deserve it. All I want is for you to know that I will never—I will never…the suffering I have put you through…”
“When the marriage arrangement to you was pressed upon me, I thought I could do it. Or, at least, I wanted to. I was selfish. I wanted to prove to myself that I was not ruined by him. Instead, I became a replica of his cruelty.”
Ahhhh everything is making sense now…
“I cannot absolve you completely. I don’t even know if I have the power to do so. My body…it still fears you, somehow. It still…”
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“In the beginning, you said that, even if there could not be love, maybe there could be companionship. I do not deserve to ask anything of you now, but if I did, it would be for you to let me prove myself to you—that I will no longer put you in danger. That I will do all I can to never let anything like this happen to you ever again,”
“I will sleep on the chair, of course. If it’s all right, I’d like to tie a soft piece of cloth I have there around our wrists, so that our hands do not separate in sleep.”
I just died 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
“Do you mind that I call you Milan, without a title? I don’t know why I do it.” “Of course not. I’m not accustomed to a title, it means nothing to me.” “Would…would you mind calling me Raphael, then?” Milan smiled into his pillow. “All right. Good night, Raphael.” “Good night, Milan.”
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Milan shook his head. “It’s not about it being simple or not. I want to go forwards.” He looked at Raphael imploringly. “Let’s just go forwards.”
Milan is too good for this world 🥺
Milan smiled widely back. “They are your family now too, you know.” Raphael looked stunned for a moment before he looked away, a flush on his face. “Come on, let’s keep walking before we freeze.”
🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 he’s going to get a new family
Milan used that awareness to tell Raphael something—that he would never hurt him. That he cared about him. That he wouldn’t let anything bad happen to him. “Oh,” Raphael gasped a small, small noise, but it hit Milan with force, how much wonder there was in it, as if Raphael had never felt anything like it. As if he had never felt loved like that.
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“Husband,” Milan greeted as he stepped in front of him. Two high, bright points of red flushed over Raphael’s cheeks.
It’s so cute seeing Raphael blush 😭😭😭😭
Immediately, Raphael yanked his gloves off, opening the front door and throwing the gloves out harshly. The sight was so ridiculous that it snapped Milan out of whatever it had been that took over him.
LMAO. yes plz throw those out I don’t even care that his hands could freeze. THEY NEED TO GO
“No,” Raphael interrupted. He stepped towards Milan and then faltered, unsure. “Please. I don’t—I can’t see you with that expression again. Not aimed towards me.”
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“Listen to me very closely, Edwin. Milan is more than capable of defending himself. But, as his husband, I will tell you now that if I ever hear you speak to him this way again, or even look at him askance, I will ruin your every prospect and reputation so severely, you would never recover, even if you went to the other side of the continent. Do I make myself quite clear?”
“I was wondering if you will allow me to court you,” he said, a flush rising to his cheeks. Milan gaped. “Court me? But we are married.” “Yes, but…I would like to know you, your mind, and to be sure that you are with me because you are willing, because…”
“I appreciate the thought, Husband, but is that not what we have been doing these past months? I feel that I have gotten to know you better and that I have revealed myself to you in turn. I feel…accepted by you. I hope you feel the same.” “Yes. I…I am comfortable with you like I am with no other.”
“I…you must know how much I desire you,” Raphael began quietly, blush deepening. “But…I fear that I might not please you. Sometimes I react strangely to touch.”
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Eventually, Raphael closed his eyes, letting his forehead lay gently against Milan’s. “Sometimes, I think you are not real,” he whispered. Milan framed Raphael’s face with his hands, holding him close. “I am quite real.” Raphael grabbed one of Milan’s hands, turning his head to press a kiss against his palm. “Thank you.”
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Raphael shook his head. “This is…I didn’t know it was supposed to feel like this.” Raphael looked at Milan with wonder in his face. “I can feel you inside me. I can feel…it has never felt like this.”
now he knows what true love feels like 🥺
“I believe he likes you.” Milan laughed. “Well, I quite like him, too.” Raphael looked down, and Milan frowned in confusion before it dawned on him what Raphael had meant. “Surely you do not mean that I am fonder of him than is appropriate.” Raphael shook his head but said, “It’s just that he is very suited to you and you get along very well.”
awwwww he’s jealous 🥲🥲🥲🥲
“Do you think I would allow that worm to ever touch you, or anything that is yours, ever again? I will rip apart the whole continent before I let that happen, Raphael. Do you hear me? You are not alone anymore. Jack has no power over you. This is a tactic of fear.”
Milan 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
Milan smiled. “And if that scoundrel tries to take a step towards you, Lima and Pax will be on him before he can blink. They can smell a rat a mile away.”
LMFAOAOAOAOAOOOOO
“All right.” He paused, looking at Milan intently. “Thank you.” Milan shook his head. “You don’t need to thank me. I am your bonded, Raphael. I will protect you with my dying breath.” “Let’s not let it come to that.” “Oh, please. That pathetic little man won’t even wind me.” “Of course not.” Raphael chuckled.
Milan is literally the fucking best
“Please, Jason. You must tell me.” Jason looked around. “All right. But, please, you must leave my name out of it.” “Of course.” “Quickly, then, before he sees us.” Milan let himself be led out of a side door, but Jason didn’t stop there. “Where are we going?” “Somewhere safe.”
I DONT TRUST THIS
“I’m sorry I left you—please tell me you’re all right. They didn’t hurt you, did they? I thought they were sure to if I stayed.”
He didn’t believe all of that, THANK GAWWDDDDDD
“I know it wasn’t the truth. Milan—I could feel it. The bond. You…you have no idea how different it is from what I had with Jack—he doesn’t know, either. He’ll never know how this feels. You…I can sense you purely through it. No poem I have ever read could accurately describe the feeling of my heart interwoven with yours.”
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“I…yes.” Raphael clasped Milan’s hand. “Milan. I have put you through a lot. No, listen,” he said when Milan opened his mouth to interrupt. “I know you say it is all in the past—and it is—but I have. And yet, you have been so kind. You have been open and willing to know me at every turn and so now, now I must confess that I love you.”
“I feel as if my soul has woken from a great, pained slumber,” Raphael went on, squeezing Milan’s hand tightly. “Not the flowers or the trees or the mountains can inspire within me the feeling that you do. I know that we are already bonded, but I ask of you now—if you are willing, I would like to be yours until my last breath.”
