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"So that you'd forget ever being with him. So that I'm the only one for you.Ever," he continues, still as serious as before.

"Oh, Vlad." A small smile tugs at my lips while his expression remains stoic.

"I'm serious," he pouts, and I'm suddenly reminded how cute he can get in spite of his psychotic tendencies. But that's what I love about him. That duality and the fact that Iknowhe's only cute with me.

I'm his one exception, just like he is mine.

"I love you," I whisper, laying my head on his chest, my entire being infused with happiness when he says the words back.

And I sleep peacefully for the first time in months.

15

VLAD

"Mmm…" I bring her closer to me, my face in the crook of her neck. "Can we stay like this forever?" I ask sleepily, worried that once I open my eyes reality will come crashing down and everything will have been a dream.

The mere fact that she's next to me and letting me touch her is more than I could have ever hoped.

Hell, when she'd told me about her time at Sacre Coeur, I could only listen, mentally making a list of all the people I need to dispatch—and painfully, too.

To think of Sisi, my brave and beautiful Sisi, being put through so much suffering kills me. And I intend to make sure those people get what they deserve—a very drawn out death at the end of my knife.

I still can't believe what a lucky bastard I am, and that she'd actually forgiven me, even regaling me with those words again—love.

Shit! I'm so fucked.

Now that I heard her say the words, I'm never going to get tired of hearing them.

Even now, looking at her sleepy form, with the way her lips twitch, the corners lifting slightly, I get this insane urge to smother her with kisses.

Is this what love feels like?

Because I think I like it. No, scratch that, I fucking love it. And her. Always her.

I fucking love her.

Fucking Hades in the ninth circle of hell, but I'm in trouble. This time, though, it's the good kind.

Our conversation last night had given me a better glimpse into what makes Sisi into the magnificent woman she is—perseverance. Against all odds, she survived.

And I was the one who found her.

Now I'm going to keep her for the rest of my life and I'll do my very best to make her the happiest.

A little too happy at the prospect, I keep tightening my arms around her, wanting to never let go. To always have her near.

Maybe I should cuff her to me.

The moment the thought comes to mind, I still, my eyes slowly opening as I realize what a great idea it is. That way, I don't have toeverspend a moment without her.

"What's going through that mind of yours?" Her voice brings me back to reality, and I look down to see her gorgeous eyes sparkling with mischief as she watches me closely.

"That I'd like to cuff you to my side," I tell her seriously. "That way I don't have to miss you ever again."

"Not a bad idea," she whispers, leaning into me. She's wearing only a bra and her underwear, but suddenly that's all my mind can process—and my cock.

Damn, I need to get myself under control.

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