Page 22 of His Queen

She pulls out of my arms and steps back. "How can you stop it?"

I reach for her and pull her back to me. "We will figure it out together. We are going to do this together. You just have to trust me. I will figure this out."

"Why would you do this? It was just one night, and I didn't even tell you my real name?"

Gazing at her exquisite face, I gently caress her cheek, overwhelmed by the depth of my love for her. The circumstances of our connection remain a mystery, but that fateful night was the catalyst for my emotions. Even over time, that sentiment remains unyielding, if not intensified.

"Because I know you felt it, too. I know you did. That was more than a one-night stand."

"It was." She admits softly.

"Then trust me when I say I am going to figure this out. I can’t let anything bad happen to you Rose." I brush her cheek with my thumb, "I want you with me. I know it's fast, but I don't care. I know what I want and it's you."

"But what about the Bratva and the Mafia?"

"I don't know yet, but I am going to figure it out. I know my brother will support us after everything he has gone through with Luna."

"Vlad, I'm getting married soon." She says sadly.

"No, you are not going to marry him. I can't let that happen. I will find a way to get you out of this."

"I want to believe you ... but I don't see a way out of this. I can't cause a war. That's too much blood on my hands."

I pull her into my arms and hold her tight. I can't let her go. I won't let her go. I don't know what I am going to do, but I have to figure something out. For now, I have her in my arms where she belongs. I will protect her from them. I will get her away from Salvatore. I will make sure she is safe and happy. Even if it costs me my life.

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Rose

I lay my head on his chest and breathed in his scent. I don't want to marry Sal. What a fucked up situation. But I'm here now and so is he. I have no idea if we will have another chance to be together. I don't know what is going to happen when I go back. I'm scared and I have no idea what to do. But I know that I need him. I want to feel his touch one more time. No, I need to feel his touch one more time.

I pull back from his embrace and look up at his beautiful face. He looks confused.

"Kiss me, Vlad."

His intense gaze lingers on me, locking our eyes for a fleeting moment before a subtle nod passes between us. In a swift motion, he draws me into his embrace, enveloping me in his warmth. The gentle touch of his lips caressed mine, sending a rush of electricity through my body. I part my lips, inviting him deeper, and his tongue delicately explores the depths of my mouth. The taste of his desire fills the air, mingling with the sweet anticipation. Each kiss is ravenous as if he’s starved for my affection, as if he could never have enough of me. Reluctantly, he pulls back, and a guttural moan escapes my lips, a testament to the ache that already settles in my chest. How will I go on without him? I can feel the shards of my heart splintering, aching, and breaking, all at once.

"I need you," I whisper.

"Not here. I will take you home."

I nod "Okay."

He takes my hand and leads me out of the room and locks it behind us. He pulls me through a few hallways and down a metal set of steps. When we reach the back door, he nods at the man standing there. He opens the door as we step out into the night and ushers me to the car that is waiting for us. We get in and I notice that we aren't alone. There is a driver in front and a guard in the passenger seat.

The car drives off and I can feel the tension building between us. I want him so badly. I can see how much he wants me, but he is holding back. I don't know why, but it frustrates me. He is holding my hand but makes no other moves on me. It’s frustrating but at the same time, I am glad since there is no divider between the front and the back.

When we arrive at his house, I can't help but stare. It's huge. Not as large as my dad’s compound, but it's still huge. I climb out of the car and follow him to the front door. He opens it and waits for me to go in first. When I walk inside, I can't believe the beauty of it. The woodwork on the stairs is exquisite. The floors are a beautiful dark wood and it's very homey. It's the kind of house I could see myself living in. I look at Vlad and he smiles.

"Do you like it?"

I nod "It's beautiful."

He smiles "Thank you. Come, I'll show you around."

I follow him through the house and he shows me the kitchen, dining room, living room, game room, and finally his bedroom. I look around the room and my heart sinks. I would love to stay here forever. His room is so warm and inviting. It suits him. It's warm and masculine.

"Are you hungry or thirsty?" He asks.

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