Leo rested Becca's head back on his chest while rubbing her back gently in a soothing manner. " Sleep, my love. It's late." He whispered and Becca nodded, feeling her eyelids grow heavy.
A small yawn escaped her lips as her eyes drooped shut and soon drifted off to sleep while still laying on top of Leo.
Leo just laid there, watching her sleep like it was the most interesting thing he had ever seen. Probably because it was, Becca was the most beautiful woman he had ever met.
She was angelic, divine, and surely deserved better than the wretched creature he was.
She looked so innocent while she slept and deserved far better than a brutal killer like him, he knew that but still wanted to keep her for himself.
He didn't care if he came out acting selfish, he was already a selfish man so why not act the part.
