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“I need words, wild one.”
“I-I’m fine.” But am I? I don’t think so. Not after the bomb he’s just dropped out there for the entire press to hear.
“Why the fuck did you even go in there? Why didn’t you tell me first?”
Because I thought he would pull something like this. I mean, not exactly, but yeah, something similar.
I’ve read about Jonathan’s brutal ways with the media. He shows them no mercy when they overstep their boundaries or try to get their noses in his private life — or his family’s. The more he blocks them, the more they become obsessed with him, though.
He wraps a hand around my throat and pushes me so my back is pinned to the leather seat. His woodsy scent rushes into my lungs and it’s all I can breathe. His presence is all I can see. His touch is all I can feel.
I love it when he does that.
“I’m waiting for an answer,” he insists, and I know his soft phase is coming to an end. Jonathan might be protective, but he also has a no-nonsense, ruthless streak that demands to be obeyed.
“I’m done running away,” I murmur. “I have no reason to hide. I’m not him. I’m not my father.”
His lips pull at the corners in what I assume is approval. “Still, you do not go behind my fucking back ever again. If Alan didn’t have acquaintances in the office, we might not have gotten here on time. Do you know what that means, Aurora? You could’ve been attacked.”
I gulp. “It wouldn’t have been the first time.”
“Fuck.” He hits the side of the seat. “It won’t happen under my watch. Never. Is that understood?”
I believe him.
No idea why, but I believe the words coming out of his mouth as strongly as Layla believes in her religion. He is my religion.
When he showed up earlier, all I could think about was safety. It’s weird, isn’t it? That the man I call my tyrant is also my safest place.
“I said, is that fucking understood, Aurora?”
I nod.
“There will be no more putting yourself down for others, whether it’s victims’ families or what-the-fuck-ever. They’re not your victims and you will not take their shit.”
“Okay.”
“No one hurts a fucking hair on your head, Aurora. No one touches you but me. Do you hear me? I’ll burn them all down before they put you through the hell from eleven years ago again.”
“Jonathan, do
n’t hurt them. They’re just in pain.” I have no doubt that he’ll crush them under his shoes if he chooses to.
“How about you? Aren’t you in pain? Weren’t you in pain eleven years ago? You were sixteen, for fuck’s sake. They had no right to blame you for Maxim’s crimes, and if they continue to do so, I will show no mercy. I’ll burn them until no one is left.”
“Jonathan…”
“That’s final, Aurora. You might’ve tolerated that and gotten fucking stabbed for it, but I’ll never let it happen. I will protect you.”
My heart warms at his words, at the force behind them, because I have no doubt he’ll do as he says. But I need to get a point straight, “You don’t have to protect me. Just because I’m a woman doesn’t mean I can’t protect myself.”
“I’m not protecting you because you’re a woman. I’m protecting you because you’re my woman.”
Holy. Shit.
My mouth hangs open for the second time today, but this time, my heart is about to go into overdrive. Jonathan just called me his woman.
His. Woman.
