Some months after the incident Dayvon decided we needed to go on a getaway, just for a few days, so we went to Tulum and left the kids with Xena. Shortly after we got to our villa, Dayvon had gave me some of the best sex of my life, per usual, making me fall asleep.
I woke up feeling something cold on my hand, I looked and saw a diamond ring that had to have been custom made for me. It was everything I liked in jewelry.
"Dayvon!" I yelled and he came casually walking in the room eating a bowl of cereal.
"Yea?" he asked, taking another spoonful.
"What this is?" I asked holding up my hand.
"You said you'd marry a nigga, so we getting married when we get back." He said nonchalantly, I couldn't contain the smile on my face.
"This is not how you supposed to propose Dayvon." I said, "We in Tulum ma, I'll do all the other romantic shit later." He said walking off to refill his cereal bowl.
I was so grateful to have met this man. He had came in during some of the darkest times of my life, being a constant source of light.
He was my saving grace, my salvation, my heart in human form, my everything.
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Salvation | King Von
Fanfictionthe truth is, she didn't need to be saved. she just needed to feel loved, and know that someone out there craved her attention.
