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I can’t forgive or forget that.
It doesn’t matter though. If he ever finds him, Victor will kill him. He’s been looking for him for a long time. Since we came home. But he’s disappeared.
I hope that the mob took him. I hope that they realized that Victor would trash their whole organization and that they found him and tortured him the way I’ve been tortured for the last three weeks.
I can’t stop thinking about my baby… I even dreamed about him. And he was calling for me. Calling for help. Begging his mommy to help him and I couldn’t get to him. Couldn’t help him.
The tears come faster and I lean my head back, exhausted, angry. I can’t move beyond the fact that I lost my baby. Thanks to the man that raised me.
Victor walks into the bedroom, stepping so lightly that I almost don’t hear him.
But I do. And my body reaches out to him, craving him. But I can’t let him touch me. My father took our child. His baby.
I’m the offspring of a man that took his child. I can’t forget it, how can he possibly?
“Baby girl, come with me. You need to eat.”
“I’m not hungry.”
“You are. You’re just not thinking clearly. You’re gonna make yourself sick. Please, baby. Let me take care of you.”
I turn to him, my tears gutting him. I can see it in his eyes and I don’t know how he can feel like that.
“How can you even look at me? I lost your baby. And it’s because of my father. The man that raised me. He’s my flesh and blood and he killed our baby.”
He’s already shaking his head and he reaches out and plucks me out of the chair, blanket and all, then settles in it, holding me tightly. “You listen to me. He is a bastard, yes. And if I find him I will kill him. No questions asked. I don’t think you’ll stop me either.” I shake my head. “But, although he is your father and your flesh and blood, his sins don’t define you. He took something from you too. He took more from you than he took from me. He took your whole childhood. Any friends that you might have made. He took it all and only started to take care of you when he realized you were useful. As far as I’m concerned, he’s not your father. He was never your father. He’s the man who donated to your mother to have you but a father he is not.”
“So am I upset about our child. Hell yeah. I wanted that baby. But do I blame you? No, sweetness. I will never blame you for something like that. I will always stand by your side and protect you with every last breath in my body. Even from you.”
I lean my head into his chest and listen to his strong, steady heartbeat.
I look up at him and I whisper, “I love you, Victor.”
He smiles and sucks in a breath, his eyes lighting up like warm honey. “I love you too, Bonnie. And when it’s time, if you want to, we’ll try again. But if you’re too hurt or scared to ever want children, I will honor that request. I only need you to live a good life. Children would be a bonus, but not necessary as long as you’re with me.”
“I want to try again. Someday.”
“Then someday we will. Until then, I promise you, I will always love you. You are the fire in my blood, the life in my body and the reason for waking up every damn day. So let me take care of you the way you should always be taken care of, princess.”
I nod and he carries me away, helping me eat and then settling me beside him in bed.
“Sleep. Rest. You’re still hurting. But remember one thing. I will be here. If you need me, I will be here. If you’re scared. I will be here. Nothing will ever keep me from you.”
I close my eyes and finally sink into a deep, dreamless sleep. I know it will take time and I’ll have good and bad days. But with my Victor by my side, I know that I can handle anything the good Lord throws at me.
My Beastly will protect me. Always.
Epilogue : Bonnie
It’s night and I’m trapped. Like a butterfly caught in a spider’s web. But not just any spider’s web. I’m trapped in a beautiful, silken web of Victor’s.
His gorgeous body hovers over me, grinning wickedly as I struggle against the silken ties holding me spread-eagle on the canopy bed.
“Victor,” I breathe out, sweat breaking out along my limbs as I struggle to get to him, to make him let me come.
“Not yet, my love. Soon. But you’re so stunningly pretty like this. Your soft limbs all spread out and arching so prettily. Your thighs wide and begging for my cock.” His hand runs along the inside of my thigh and I jump as his heavy finger penetrates inside my puffy folds. “I can feel how wet you are,” he groans, his body stiff and hungry.
He’s naked, his tanned body a visual feast as he reaches forward and his tongue lazily traces the path of my oozing juices, finally reaching my pussy and licking up through my swollen folds as he grunts and devours my essence.
