STOLEN || 18+ (Monsters #3)

Bonus Chapter 1

The stars gave you to me.
. . .

Fabiano

I pulled her next to me on the bed, running a hand up and down her almost naked hip as she watched the movie. She shivered under my touch.

I smuggled into her neck, the thin leather of her collar had warmed up. I touched the metal ring which hung from it, pulling slightly. "We're on our honeymoon, love. I'm supposed to have your attention."

"I'm sore because of your attention. I can barely move."

I chuckled. "Is that because of the plug?"

"What do you think?" She huffed.

I choked her, kissing her cheek. "Don't be a brat."

I felt her gulp. "Sorry, daddy."

I let go of her next after a firm squeeze. Leyla was a challenge. She may seem completely submissive but she was a brat. A pretty little brat.

I watched the movie, realised it was another history documentary and lost interest in mere seconds. Almost half of the things I knew about history were because Leyla loved to blab about it and it was hard not to pay attention to her when she was almost jumping in her chair talking about it.

A passionate, intelligent, beautiful woman.

Yes, I didn't fucking know how she was mine either.

I pulled the covers on us, feeling the slight movement of the boat. Giovanni was somewhere taking calls.

"Fabi."

"Baby."

She turned around, after pausing the documentary, and looked up at me. Her face was red, not only because she was naked, and her eyes were bright. I tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, caressing her jaw with my thumb. "What do you want to say?"

She put a hand on my shoulder, thumb caressing my neck where she had left her marks after shyly asking for permission. "I don't know..." She smiled. "Tell me about something awesome."

"Something awesome?"

"Yes." She nodded. "First best day of your life."

"Well..." I smiled. "It was a school trip," I said. "Dante was in a different school but Giovanni and I were in the same. Our parents didn't know, we had forged our father's signature. We were camping. Giovanni and I made a perfect tent and shit. I slept without fear..." I shook my head. "I made it sad, didn't I?"

"No. Did you stargaze?" She pressed herself closer to me.

"I did. There were so many of them..." I ran a hand through her hair. "For the first time, I was at peace. There was a shooting star, too."

"Did you make a wish?!" She asked instantly grinning from ear to ear.

I smiled, kissing her forehead. "I did."

"What did you wish for?"

"Aren't you a nosy little thing?" I tapped her nose. "I wished for you."

"Tell me what you actually wished for."

"I wished for safety and happiness. I got safety on my own. You are my happiness."

She cupped my face. "You..." She smiled tearfully. "You deserve everything good."

"Can someone bad deserve anything good?"

"Bad needs goodness the most."

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