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Handing in my notice at the law firm has been a particular highlight. Another thing I can thank Keller for. David is pissed to not have me distracting him on the daily, but he’s happy I’m finally pursuing my dreams. Something that would never have been possible without Keller and his growing list of deeds to make me happy.
First, he bought Maddie’s apartment, so I didn’t have to worry about her finding a new roommate or, in his words, “Her shacking up with some weirdo.” Next he made a considerable donation to Paula’s charity. It means more budget to plan events for the kids, thus Paula needing a spare set of hands full time, apaidfull time.
When she called, she was ecstatic, offering me the position of Head of Events. My only hesitation being it is considerably less pay than my family law gig. But Keller, being Keller, assures me, despite my argument, that he has enough money to last us ten lifetimes. I don’t need to pay my half of Maddie’s rent anymore, nor is he expecting anything from me for living with him. I know if I need it, I have a room at Maddie’s. Not that I ever anticipated leaving Keller. Not for one second.
Every day our connection strengthens. I can even say I enjoyed Christmas this year. Keller kept his promise. We invited Maddie, Grayson, Luca, and Mrs. Russo over for Christmas dinner. Mrs. Russo is the most wonderful, kind-hearted lady I have ever met. Her eyes light up when she speaks to Keller and Luca and they pander over her just as much. Watching them interact, you’d never guess they weren’t all related by blood.
Luca has grown on me. There’s more to him than meets the eye, similar to Keller. They wear a mask of hard exterior when deep down they have a heart of gold. There is light beneath their darkness. They just need someone to bring it out of them, like Mrs. Russo does when she’s around.
Don’t get me wrong. Am I particularly thrilled about Keller’s brothers being a Mafia boss? Absolutely not. But I’m the last person to judge. Between Keller and Luca, I have never felt safer, more like part of a family. Maybe I should be running for the hills, but my gut tells me this is where I belong.
Maddie and Grayson spent the whole time either picking at each other, leaving Maddie red-faced and Grayson smirking, or totally ignoring each other’s existence. I bet their drive home was a blast. I almost wish they would just fuck to get it out of their systems. It’s clear to everyone around them they have undeniable chemistry, but they won’t admit it.
The day was filled with fantastic food, laughter, and family. It was perfect. Everything was slotting into place, minus the minor issue of the threat to my life and Jamie. Keller doesn’t give much away, other than he will protect me with his life, and it's being dealt with. In all honesty, I trust him. He hasn’t given me a reason not to yet, and I wouldn’t fuck with Keller and Luca. I know there is more he’s hiding from me. I’m leaving it in his hands to reveal the truth when he’s ready.
Maybe my thought process is clouded by my sheer love and infatuation with this man.
I only have another two weeks left at my job before my last day. Then we’re jetting off to Vegas for Keller’s unification fight. Every day he trains religiously, if not at Kings Gym, than in his home gym. On days I work from home he usually chooses to train at home, so I get one hell of a view whilst I work. Just in this brief space of time, I swear his muscles are even more defined. He looks bigger and stronger if that’s even possible. We’ve stuck to a protein packed diet, although he eats four times more than me, it’s quite horrifying the amount of food he packs in before a fight.
He’s even started giving me self-defense lessons every now and again. Which usually just end up with me spread out on the mat whilst he fucks me into oblivion. Much like how most nights end. One orgasm Sienna is no longer. Now we’re talking at least five. The things this man,my man,can do with his fingers, tongue and cock are extraordinary. Not to mention being fucked up against the floor-to-ceiling windows 86 stories above the twinkling New York skyline. It’s almost like a dream. But I can’t shake the feeling that one day I’m going to wake up and it really will be just that: a dream, a fantasy.
Keller starts to stir next to me. Despite this being the largest bed I’ve ever slept in, he doesn’t let me go all night. His fingers now draw delicate circles on my abdomen, making me squirm from the ticklish feeling. This causing my ass to brush his hard cock, shooting tingles across my skin.
“Morning, Baby,” he murmurs against my back in his deep raspy voice.
“Morning, Champ,” I reply with a smile and snuggle back into him.
“I fucking love waking up with my cock on your ass.”
He groans as he peppers light kisses along my shoulder blades, his short stubble scratching against my skin. A quiet moan escapes my throat as I tip my head back to rest on his muscular shoulder.
“You mean you just love waking up next to me? I’m more than just an ass to you. Aren’t I?” I try to keep my tone neutral. He can’t see my face but I’m trying my best to hold in a laugh.
“If you don’t know the answer to that by now, then I’ve failed you.” He lets out a sigh.
Sometimes I forget beneath his rock hard exterior, beneath that mask he carries, is a lost soul, a man who has never truly experienced being loved. I had a half-arsed kind of family and a string of shitty boyfriends. Keller had nothing, not even half-arsed parents. None. My heart breaks thinking about his childhood. The things he must have done to survive and become the man he is today, the man who has everything he deserves and more.
Turning round to face him “Everything,” I say, taking his face in my hands. His lips creep up into a smile. “My Champ. My King. My Everything. Always,” I whisper, bringing my lips to his, pouring my love into this kiss. He breaks away, his dark eyes staring into my soul.
“My Goddess. My Queen. MyWorld.Forever.”
“I love you, Keller.” The words tumble out of my mouth.
I snap my lips shut tight. It’s been on the tip of my tongue for weeks. I just couldn’t face the rejection. I mean, he’s already told me he can’t give me the fairytale ending. How could he love me back?
A few seconds pass that seem like a lifetime, his face unreadable.
Tears sting at the corners of my eyes as I feel the rejection coming. Sending me right back to the girl I was a few months ago, the girl who was neverquiteenough.
“Sienna, Baby,” he sighs, brushing his fingers through my hair.
Oh God, here it comes. I lower my gaze, almost bracing for impact. Tipping my chin up with his finger, my eyes meet his. His black eyes are gleaming with admiration.
“I love you. I love you so much it almost physically hurts. I will love you every fucking day until the day I die.”
The tears that were threatening start spilling down my cheeks, as soft sobs leave me.
“Oh Baby, don’t cry,” he says, worry lacing in his tone.
