Did she know all she does to me? Standing there wearing my clothing looking sexy as hell. She is unwell still, he reminded himself. He had to have resilience and show some restraint. A sudden and visceral possessiveness took over him.
Mine.
Now is the time for her to realize that she was his. He wouldn't stop until she was in his bed with a ring on her finger and a baby in her belly. He would tie her to him in all ways as soon as he could.
He did not like the distance she had tried to place between them by using his last name. There could be no barriers between them she had to know his intentions and that was exactly why he reminded her that his last name was also hers too.
"Angelo" He heard her whisper. His feisty little kitten had her claws out but hearing her soft voice he would give her anything.
"No, try again." He announced, hearing her sigh only made him smile. He dipped his nose to her soft neck and inhaled. She smelt so sweet like vanilla, did she taste sweet too he thought.
He felt her small soft palms on his chest and he let her push him away. He didn't go far though she was still cradled against him.
"I have to go home." She demanded keeping her hands on his chest to place a barrier between them.
"You are home." He said gently as he moved her hands and placed them on his heart. "I am your home as you are mine." He added simply.
"No. My home. My apartment" She put emphasis on the word home but he ignored her. He enjoyed talking to her, he wanted to hear her voice.
"This is your home with me, I will get you some new clothes for now and I bring your art supplies here." He had just given the orders to his men and although he knew she would want her things he also wanted to give her more, so much more.
"You are not listening." She shook her head in an adorable way.
"What would you like to tell me la mia alba?" He would grant her anything but to leave his side, on this he wouldn't budge.
"I am not your anything, never mind your sunrise. For a start and my home is not here I have an apartment. I thank you for taking care of me while I had a fever but I am better now and I would like to go home." She folded her arms against her chest as she spoke, she was his little firecracker he thought.
"You are wrong there my love." He kissed her forehead and continued. "You are mine as I am yours, this is now your home as it always has been. I have already ordered my men to pick up your belongings and bring them here. That dump is not fit for you to live in. Also don't ever thank me, I looked after you as I should and always will."
She sighed but no longer protested and feeling she had given in for the moment, he delighted in his triumph. Though he knew her all too well she was always strong and independent. He would never take that away from her but now he had to keep her safe.
If he found her, so could others. He needed to unravel where she had been all this time but for now, he was at ease with her in his lap.
The thought of others, made him lose his rational mind for a moment. He held her closer, no harm could ever come to her.
"Stay with me, please." He added, he never begged but for her, he would. He would get down on his knees if he had to.
He saw the emotions on her face before she sighed and he smiled knowing he had won this battle. The next would be bigger but he would win there also.
"I will stay." She whispered.
"Thank you." He kissed her forehead, her cheeks and finally he kissed her mouth.
The kiss was gentle but possessive. He captured her lips with his. His kiss was hard, punishing, and merciless forcing her to open to the thrust of his tongue. He ravaged her mouth with a demanding mastery that left her no choice but to submit.
Just as she moaned he pulled away, "Let's get you back to bed."
"What?" She asked with a frown.
"Don't thank me yet, I am a handful." She murmured.
"Oh, I am aware." He smirked as he glanced at her chest. "You must get better first, your health comes first la mia alba." He stood and princess carried her to his bedroom. With one hand he held her as he easily opened his double doors.
He laid her gently on the bed and said, "I will work here with you until you are better. Let me just make a call."
He then stood and phoned Esther to make the arrangements.