"Come here," he bellowed softly.
"Why?" she asked, suspicion laced in her tone.
"Come kiss me," he said, his eyes glinting with amusement.
Salviana flushed, her steps hesitant as she walked toward him. "You're impossible," she muttered.
The moment she was within reach, he grabbed her waist and pulled her onto the bed, wrapping her securely in his arms.
"Alaric!" she squealed, laughing as she tried to squirm free.
"Have I told you something important?" he asked, his face close to hers.
"That I'm a beautiful, lovely, wonderful fiery wife?" she teased, grinning.
"All that," he said, his voice softening, "and that I love you."
Her smile froze for a moment, her breath hitching.
"I love you, Salviana," he continued, his tone reverent. "With all of my heart. You're my sunshine in my darkness, the rain in my night, and I love you."
