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In loving memory of Aleksander Fedorov.
Her delicate fingers traced over his engraved name, and a tear fell on the golden plaque.
“This is a place just for you and only you. Somewhere you can go whenever you miss him, whenever you want to sit amongst the flowers or both.” I know it was easily seen from the house, but it was the place I always found her whenever she came outside.
“Thank you, it’s beyond perfect.” She stepped over the picket fence and closed the distance between us almost instantly. “I love it.” She smiled, and it reached her glassy eyes.
“I do have something else for you.” I reached into my pocket to reveal a small black velvet box.
“Lorenzo—”
“Wait, please let me finish before you say anything else.” I opened the box, and it took a moment for her to notice what was inside.
I carefully removed the white gold chain from the box and gently turned her around as I placed the dainty necklace around her neck. She spun to face me once more and her fingers went up to the delicateLthat sat on her bare skin. It was small, but I knew she wasn’t big on wearing any jewellery except her engagement ring that she never took off.
“I know you aren’t a massive fan of jewellery, but I wanted to get you my initial.” I smiled as she glanced at the gift she held between her thumb and forefinger.
“Why your initial?” she teased, snaking her hands around my waist. Her chin rested on my chest as she gazed up at me, a stray tear clinging to her lashes.
“Because even if I’m never in your heart, I know this is the closest I can get.”
“But you are.” She let out a shaky breath.
“Say that again.” A lump formed in my throat as Ana allowed the tear to trickle down her cheek.
I didn’t know if my ears deceived me, or she actually said what I think she said.
“You’re already in my heart, Lorenzo, you have been since the night of our engagement. I couldn’t fight the attraction and lust I felt towards you then, but it has become so much more than that.” She placed her hand over my heart that was violently beating against my chest. “I love you.”
There they were… those three little words I never expected to hear from Anastacia.
“I know you said you find it hard to say the words I need to hear, but I don’t need to hear them. I know you want to say them, you wouldn’t have done all this if you didn’t feel something for me.”
She turned away from me to continue admiring the garden of roses. I couldn’t believe she told me she loved me.
“Anastacia, can you look at me please.” She was emotional; she had just said the words I was sure she vowed to herself she’d never say to me.
“Lorenzo, we don’t need to talk about it. I understand, honestly, I do.” I knew she was trying to cover up the fact she was a little disappointed, maybe even upset.
“Anastacia, turn around,” I ordered as gently as I could. “I need you to look at me.” But she didn’t, she remained still as her body trembled slightly beneath my hold.
I didn’t ask her anymore. I spun her around and sank to my knees before her. Her lips parted as her tear-stained face caught my attention. I took her hands in mine as the coolness of her engagement band felt like heaven against my skin.
“I love you,” I whispered as she placed her palm flat on my cheek, her adoring eyes met my own.
“Do you mean it?” She dropped to her knees mirroring me. “You said you couldn’t say the words I needed to hear every day.”
“I guess I was wrong because I do fucking love you, Anastacia Fedorov.” Her smile was infectious as she threw her arms around my neck. Her lips greedily devoured mine, and if this was how love felt, I never wanted to feel anything else.
“Make love to me,” she pleaded against my lips while already unbuttoning my shirt.
“Here?” To say I was shocked was an understatement.
“Yes, here… please.” Her begging only made me want to fuck her senseless, not make love to her; but tonight wasn’t about me, it was all about her.
I slid the straps of her dress down her arms as the rest of it followed, and fuck me, she was naked underneath, not a scrap of lace graced her body.
I wasted no time in laying her down on the blanket, the only sounds being the ripples on the lake and Anastacia's heart almost bursting out of her chest. As I unbuckled my belt, her legs dropped open, and I was transfixed for a few seconds until she took matters into her own hands. She sat bolt upright, dragging my suit pants and boxers down my thighs before wrapping her legs around my waist and pulling me down on top of her.
