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As the seconds pass the moment of humor goes with it and we’re left with silence filling the space between us with so many questions that need answers. Questions we’re avoiding for obvious reasons.

Over the last few days I’d ignore that silence whenever it comes. But right now I don’t want to.

Dante and I have had one hell of a whirlwind romance. I’m not even sure we can call it whirlwind. Now were here laughing together and acting like we’re a normal couple, but there’s nothing normal about us.

We met because he wanted to kill my father. We’re together because I offered myself so hewouldn’tkill my father. Those are the facts surrounding us, but where do we go from here if I keep falling deeper into this passion that binds us?

The need to know gets the better of me and I summon courage to ask those questions.

“Dante…”

“Yes.” His gaze is intensive as if he knows I’m about to cross another line I probably shouldn’t go over.

“What is this? What are we?” I breath past the tightness surrounding my lungs. “Is this just a contract?”

The seconds that float by as he stares back at me feel like lifetimes. The moment reminds me of that carpe diem moment that made me drive to the club and see him after he told me to stay away.

That was the moment things changed for us. Maybe this feels the same because there’s another significant change in us.

“No,” he finally answers. His jaw set and his eyes riveted to mine.

“Then what are we?”

“Complicated.” There’s no emotion in his voice. It’s as flat and unsatisfying as his answer.

Complicatedis a asshole word people use to avoid answering a question with their true feelings. I hate it and I won’t accept it from him.

“That’s not an answer, Dante.”

“What do you think we are, Printsessa? I’m still a fucking criminal and you’re the governor’s daughter doing what she thinks she can to save her father. So, you tell me what you think we are if that doesn’t sound complicated to you.”

“You still feel like my forbidden Romeo.” I answer with my heart.

His shoulders loosen and the tension in his expression softens. He rests a hand on the wall above me and moves closer with a pained look in his eyes.

He touches my jaw, caressing my skin and draws in a measured breath.

“Serenity, if you truly become my Juliet, my biggest fear is that you’ll die in some way or another.” He pauses for a moment and the pain in his eyes deepens. “But being with you is life. I want you too much to listen to my fears. I want you too much to let you go. I want you too much to stop myself from falling for you, even when I know I’m probably you’re worse nightmare.”

His voice pours over me and the warmth in his words awaken something in my soul I never ever want to be without.

“You’re not. So, don’t stop. Don’t, because I can’t stop myself from falling for you either.”

He shakes his head. “You shouldn’t tell monsters like me such things, Printsessa.”

“But it’s the truth.”

Dante cradles my face and our lips meet for a kiss that holds the promise of the kind of hope I want to hang on to with everything inside me.

Chapter42

Dante

Maybe the moon isn’t supposed to be alone like in the story my father used to tell me. That’s why the stars gather together at night to shine their brightest to light up the night sky. A symbol of hope and prospect.

So perhaps there’s such a thing for someone with a dark soul like me.

I’m up again sitting by the window watching Serenity asleep.

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