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It’s just as hard in theory as it is in reality to leave the compound without getting caught. I hide whenever I hear footsteps and race silently down the hallways but luckily a lot of the inhabitants are busy on their own. And there must be something in the air tonight because I catch the enforcer and his wife passionately kissing in the library, and one of the karl’s and his milkmaid can’t keep their hands off each other down in the living room.
Stepping outside, I let out a silent cry when I hear a moan from the opened bedroom window that belongs to the boss and his wife. I race into the park. It’s so big and wide it may as well have been a smaller forest. The trees are thick and lush and it’s so dark out, I can barely see where I’m going.
A couple of years ago, it was suggested that we should put up lampposts but that suggestions was quickly shut down which I’m pretty grateful for now. Like this, it’s more difficult to get caught. I roam between the trees, walking farther and farther into the park but I can’t see Iversen anywhere.
Did I misjudge his intentions? Maybe he didn’t want me to follow and maybe he’s already gone home...
Wringing my hands, I look left to right. “Iversen?” I whisper but there’s no answer and I feel a dip in my belly. I say his name again and tense when hands cover my eyes. They’re soft and hard at the same time and I recognize those hands. The ambusher removes them and I turn around, facing Iversen. His face is so serious, his cheekbones so sharp and his jawline...the kind that people pay for at the plastic surgeon.
He looks down at me with his brows pulled over his eyes and my heart speeds up. Licking my lips, I whisper, “I thought you’d left.”
“I’ll never leave you,” he says, his voice low and emotional. “You just have to call my name and I’ll always be there.”
That’s quite the promise but I don’t doubt him and my hands shiver from how bad I need to touch him. I flush at the thought and I’m happy it’s so dark, he won’t be able to see the color of my face. “I saw you fighting,” I murmur in a low voice. “You’re so strong and incredibly fast, he didn’t even see you coming.”
Iversen smirks, tilting his head to the side. “You enjoy watching me assert my dominance then?”
“Y...yes,” I stutter, “it was very s...stimulating.”
“As are you in that slinky robe,” Iversen says dangerously and I whimper, taking a step back and wrap my arms around me because I don’t know how to act when he talks like that. My eyes flare in surprise when Iversen grabs the belt around my waist and uses it to push me to him. “Don’t put any distance between us,” he rasps. “You know I want you close. You know I need you close.”
“Did you feel me?” I pant. “Watching you?”
He nods. “Like sweet prickles on my skin. I wanted to roar when I saw you there on your balcony. You looked more hauntingly beautiful than the moon and gentler than the night.” He lowers his face until both his eyes and lips are close. “My little wallflower...”
Iversen doesn’t say it like its offensive to him but like I’m the only flower he sees in a bed of flowers and I fill with pride. Now I know how special a little daisy must feel when she’s plucked by someone who chose her, someone who wanted her and none of the other daises. Just her with her plain petals and hushed appeal.
I shiver when a fog rolls in over the park but Iversen takes my hand and leads me farther in between the trees. His breaths are excited and he seems bigger than usual. I want to cling to him and squeeze his muscles because it seems like it would be such an experience. Iversen walks in silence and its incredibly dark out but I still feel so safe.
I want to wrap myself around him the way ivy wraps itself around the façade of the compound. To me Iversen is the perfect place where I can grow, where I can flourish and as vicious as he is, there’s still a gentleness to him that comes out when we’re alone. Nobody would guess it by observing him in public. Then he’s all about the clenched jaw, the serious gaze and the tense muscles but with me he’s like a dark knight that’s taken off his armor and is now letting me see the soft spots.
A maiden would never use that against him and neither will I.
I cherish both sides of him, the good, the bad, the dark and the light.
“What are you thinking about, Iversen?” I whisper because he hasn’t said anything in a while and he stretches his neck side to side and I struggle to not stare at his muscles. He’s not wearing anything other than his pants and they hang low on his hips, his denim’s black and ripped and tucked into combat boots.
“There are men at the compound,” he says finally like it’s been bugging him for a long time. “They’re always around you...I don’t like it.”
“Don’t let it bother you,” I say in a gentle tone. “Nobody ever gets to me.” As in never, ever even in a million years. “I’ve never even been...”
“Been what?” Iversen asks, his voice suddenly sharper and I look down, scraping the earth with my boot. “Valkyrie?”
Looking up at him, I whisper as if I’m confessing a crime, “Never been kissed.”
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Iversen
I swallow, filling with male pride and I feel so close to her that not even death will be able to seperate us. Her little face stares up at me, her eyes filled with worry over my reaction and her lower lip trembles as she waits for my reply. My heart clenches because she’s such a fucking gift. Men in our lifestyle crave women like her.
The less men that have touched them, the fewer men we have to kill and no made man wants to waste perfectly good bullets on his woman’s former lovers.
“Do you want to be?” I rasp and her eyes flash. “You want me to kiss you, baby?”
“What if someone s...sees?” she stutters, because that’s her biggest worry. My biggest worry is that I’ll lose control and do more than just kiss her. Inwardly I shudder. Fuck, I promised her to be discreet, promised not to leave any marks or little love bites and yet it’s all I want to do. And I want to grab my dagger and carve a V right on top of my heart. I want the scar to be so deep it won’t ever heal but shine brightly like silver, the way my Valkyrie shines.
“They won’t. No prying eyes, I promise.”
