28.

                                    

                                              
After my recovery, he proposed me once again. On his private yacht. It was surreal. The Ruby's in the ring was pretty, but it doesn't matter when I see in his eyes. 
Which were shining more brightly than the rubies in my finger when I said yes to the proposal. 
He knew the answer, but I have never seen him so happy. He was smiling too  much at that day. Chuckling and letting himself go. A very rare moment that I would cherish my whole life. 
I never thought I would be capable to love someone this much... 
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I inhales a deep breath, and controls the tear which were threatening to fall. I stood infront of him as we look at each other. 
The voice of the priest comes low in the background although he was saying it loudly. 
"The Groom and Bride may kiss now."
The priest says as I instantly feel his large hands grasping my hips and pulls me closer. Crashing his lips with mine. 
The action was strong but the kiss was  gentle. Putting all the love and affection we had for each other in the kiss. 
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She's mine now. Forever. I'll cherish every fucking moment with her. Her smile is rent free in my brain and in my heart. 
For me, she's the prettiest woman I have ever seen and I'm so grateful to have her in my life. Forever. 
She wears my ring. She has my last name. And she will bear my child. 
The mere thought of it makes me happy and smile like a fool infront of her. But I doesn't mind.
She makes me a fool in her presence. 
The way she looks at me with those shining bright eyes, making my day more peaceful and perfect than it was already. 
I can't wait to spend my whole life with her. The only woman who managed to get inside my heart, making it flutter just by looking at me. 
Or touching me. 
~~
(One month later)
She laughs for the thirteenth time while looking at some t.v show, it was not funny anyway, but she is enjoying it, so who am I to stop her. 
My phone rings as I looks at it. It was Kuba. I picks up the call, putting it to my ear as I waites for him to speak.
"Sir, we took care of Blackwood." 
"Same as I told you to?" 
"Yes boss." 
"Good job." 
I appreciated slightly before hanging up the call. I don't usually appreciates my associates but Aarna says that we should appreciate someone who does things like this for me. 
So I did. 
Carl Blackwood is gone. I made him and his pet wolves, starve for weeks and then made my guard cut his hands and legs into pieces only to serve it for his own wolves. 
That's what the asshole deserves. 
"What are you thinking?" 
She asks, moving closer as she looks at me with a confused expression. 
"Nothing, love." 
"Lies lies." 
She teases as I smirks. She knows me too well now. Not that I'm complaining. I grabs her waist, and pulls her close to my as she practically sat on my lap. 
"It's from work, love."
"Sure?"
"Mhm."
I nods, before kissing her neck her gently. Nibbling on it. I can't tell her what about the call actually was, or else she will argue with me about the 'inhumane things' I do. 
I stopped torturing people, for Aarna, but I lost my control with Blackwood. I can't help but think that he totally deserves it after what he did to me. My mom. And even the love of my life. 
"You look tense..."
She mutter before straddling me. I felt her clothed core on my dick as it twitched. 
"How do you expect me to react when you are sitting like this." 
She chuckles on that before placing kisses on my neck and cheeks with her soft lips. 
I felt her grinding, slowly and torturously, as I groan and grabbed her hips before standing up from the couch. 
She instantly tighten her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. Her body was pressed again mine. 
I switched off the television before looking at her. 
"You will pay." 
I mutters as she smirks. 
"How?" 
She asks softly, and she definitely knows the answer. 
"You will see it." 
I replies, walking towards 'our' bedroom. 
Our. Feels to good to say. 
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                           THE END.
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