I don't know what came over me yesterday.
I truly succumbed to him.
As I go to sit up from his hold, he speaks.
"5 more minutes.." He groaned, slightly opening his eyes to look at me.
"Tina, I have to shower." I smile.
He furrows his brows. "Don't call me that.. "
Romanos voice plays over and over in my head again . I think that being FUCKING KIDNAPPED really made me realise how dangerous this life is. Even though it wasnt really that bad. Because lets be honest, it really could have been worse.
"So, where do you and little tina meet?"
My stomach feels like an endless pit. Like an unescapable fate.
Something is going to happen, again.
I try to put it aside and listen to Valentino.
"..besides, I have to shower too," he jumps up and picks me up, pecking gently at my nose. He hurrys to the shower, turns it on and gets in. I laugh at how he forgets to take off his sweatpants, and I have to take off his shirt that I put on last night.
"oh wait," he laughs, I dont think ive ever seen him smile, like properly. Its beautiful sight. He has a dimple on his left cheek, and the way his eyes crease at the sudden happiness, just has something so pure about it. Lifting my shirt over my head, he works at his sweatpants with the spare hand.
He pushes me up against the shower wall, the cold tiles meeting my skin. Water falls down his face as he looks down at me, lifting my leg up to his waist. He kisses my neck hard, like he has missed my touch these past days.
"Baby?" he whispers,
He lifts my legs onto his shoulders, holding my balance against the wall tiles.
"can I?" he asks, I push his head into me. I groan and nod, my breath instensifies.
I arch my back when I feel his mouth on me, hits of adrenaline shoot through me.
But one things remains in my head, is not just a single thought its a thousand little massive ones. It lays still there, no matter how much i try and try to make it leave, but it wont.
How could Valentino let me stay there for that long? It was obvious they weren't quite as advanced as Valentino.
It seemed as if he probably would've laughed at them, but still, why was I there so long?
It won't rid me of my mind.
I need to talk to him.
Pushing his head off me, I leave a hot and bothered Valentino behind while I walk to the bedroom.
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