___________________________
"You were mine the second you put your signature on that contract." He looked at me with pure lust and dominance in his eyes.
"F*ck you."
He smirks and moves closer to me, coming to my side of the booth and caging me ag...
Hoppsan! Denna bild följer inte våra riktliner för innehåll. Försök att ta bort den eller ladda upp en annan bild för att fortsätta.
January
January 5th.
A new year. But most importantly, Astorias birthday is today.
She turns 23 today and I want to make it as special as possible. She's been through so much and I just want her to be happy. She deserves it more than anyone I know.
"Okay, we're going to go now. Good luck!" Quinn whispers and throws up thumbs up as she, Chris, James, and Nyla leave. They helped me set everything up and get ready for the day.
I take a deep breath before walking up the stairs. I swing open the door to reveal her laying on my bed, so peacefully. So beautifully. I've never seen anyone who could be this beautiful, both inside and out.
She lays with her leg thrown over a pillow and her face buried into another. Soft snores leave her mouth, her chest rising and falling.
I walk over to her and brush the hair out of her face. She stirs in her sleep before waking up, her eyes land directly on me.
A small smile slips on her face as she stretches. "Morning." she sits up in the bed in yawns.
"Good morning, amore mio. You know what today is?" I ask, suggestively. She looks at me and shakes her head softly.
"I told you I don't celebrate my birthday."
"I know, I just...you should be celebrated. I know you never had anyone to spend the day with but you have me now. You going to love it, I swear." she looks touched by my words but still not completely sold.
"Look, can we at least just do what I planned for today, if you still don't want to celebrate your birthday, we won't do it next year." she hesitates but then nods.
"Okay."
I unknowingly nod my head and help her up from the bed. I grab her hand in mine and lead her to our bathroom.
Her eyes widen when she sees the setup, rose petals scattered on the floor, clear heart balloons with purple confetti inside each one, and a purple dress with matching shoes hanging from a clothing rack.
"Lewis, this is-" she stops and walks up to the dress, taking it in her hands. "This is beautiful, thank you."
I smile. "I'm glad you like it. Put it on, we're not done yet."
She shoots me a look before I close the door. "Try not to take 7 hours again, my love." I joke and make myself comfortable on the bed knowing she will take forever.
