MARCUS’S POV
I held her hands and waited for her response, I already knew that she felt the same if she didn’t she wouldn’t have let me bring her all this way and agreed to be alone with me. All I needed her to do was admit that she did feel the same but she just kept quiet and continued staring and playing with her fingers. The suspense was killing me, it was only now that I realised she had never even had this type of experience with a man. This was probably the first time she had ever fallen in love and I felt blessed that she even fell for a man like me.
“Please answer me...” I begged in an almost defeated whisper as I raised her chin with my finger, her lips parted inviting me for a kiss but I had to resist. I wasn’t going to do anything she didn’t want, I wasn’t even going to kiss her unless she asked me to.
“I...I...I don’t know how I feel” she whispered
“Yes you do, all you have to do is say it” I said attempting to encourage her to say the words
“But am afraid” she said and I frowned, she was afraid?
“Afraid of what are you afraid of me darling? I would never do anything to hurt you or cause you harm and neither would I allow anyone to harm even a hair on your head.” I said as she continued staring deeply into my eyes, she licked her lips nervously but that only came out to me as seduction.
“No, am afraid of this feeling” she finally said her eyes closed refusing to acknowledge what ‘feeling’ this was.
“But this feeling is what makes us human, it’s what makes us alive, can’t you understand that I fell in love with you from the day I met you. Here, feel my heart its pounding so hard because knowing I don’t have you, is like being told you never existed” I said as I pulled her hand and placed it on my chest so that she could feel my heart beat, she grabbed hold of my shirt and pulled me close, an action I wasn’t anticipating.
“If you ever break my heart...” she warned
“I will never break your heart” I promised
“If you ever make me cry” she said
“I will never ever make you cry” I swore to her
“If you ever, ever leave me...” she said on the brink of tears and I held her face and pressed her forehead to mine
“I will never ever leave you, otherwise I myself would die” I said as if taking an oath
“I do love you” she whispered and I felt my muscles relax after she said that
“I love you more” I said as I ran my hands through her body but careful not to cross any boundaries,
“Isn’t this the part where you are supposed to kiss me?” she asked as she ran her fingers through the back of my head while playing with my hair
“It is, but I will need you to ask me to do that, I need your permission” I said and her eyes widened in disbelief
“Am sure that’s not how it works” she protested
“well am not kissing you until you ask me to” I said as I placed my index finger on her lips feeling how soft they were and she closed her eyes, it was at this moment that I just wanted to devour her but I had to practise self control.
“Just do it” she said her eyes still closed
“Ask me first...” I protested I wanted assurance that this was indeed what she wanted me to do.
“Kiss me damn it” she said all patience lost and I chuckled a little
“I won’t protest to that” I said as I held her face and brought it closer to mine, my lips vigorously slamming onto hers, as her mouth and body gave way. Her lips were very soft and sweet too, I loved the way she tasted and the way she returned my kiss as hungry for me as I was for her.
I dove in head first, and didn’t consider all the dangers.
SABINA’S POV
I swear I was in heaven; Marcus was the sweetest man I had ever met. All the horror stories I had heard about him seemed to be very untrue. The icing on the cake for me was that he wouldn’t kiss me until I gave him permission to (although that did frustrate me at first).
However while I lay there with him, I seemed to be sinking deeper and deeper in love with him, I seemed to want nothing except him I had even forgotten that it was getting late and I had to get home.
“It’s getting very late I have to get home” I said as I tried getting up but he just pulled me back onto the couch and I crashed on his chest with ease
“Relax your mum is working late again” he said with a smirk
“Are you f*****g kidding me, are you going to get my mum overworked just to get what you want?’” I asked in disbelief
“It was just for today I promise and I won’t do it again” he said
“You better not, don’t play with my mum’s job or meddle in her business otherwise we will have a very big problem” I threatened him and he nodded
“I promise” I lay back on his chest and he continued playing with my hair.
“I am kind of hungry” I confessed as my stomach growled
“Ok let’s go and make you some food” he said getting up and pulling me with him. We went into the kitchen and he opened the fridge for me to pick what I wanted to eat, and from the choices he was giving me I clearly had no choice but to cook which was a big hell no.
“I would much rather have some snacks” I said and he led me to the pantry which was packed with all types of goodies that I liked. I picked some Oreos and Lays and a chocolate bar and when I turned around I met a stunned and surprised Marcus
“What?” I asked with a mouth full of chocolate and he laughed and pulled me into his arms
“Is this the kind of food you eat, I mean with a figure like that I thought you only eat salads” he teased
“It’s actually very hard for me to gain weight” I said and he nodded, we were both startled by a notification of his phone as it rang. He held up a finger up signalling me to give him a minute
“I told them not to bother me unless it was important” he said annoyed
“Maybe it is important, go ahead I don’t mind” I said and he mumbled a thank you as he went to the other room to attend to whoever was calling. I walked around the house and went into the living room and saw a portrait of an older woman who was the splitting image of Marcus, it was his mum and underneath it was written;
‘In loving memory of my beloved mother...’
He must have been really close to his mum. My mum always told me that whenever I started dating I should go for a man who adored his mum but wasn’t a mommy’s boy, Marcus didn’t seem like one and that gave me relief. The thought of my mum made me uneasy and I checked the time and it was close to 9pm, I decided to text Arianna and ask her to cover for me if ever she got home before I did. But I was ready to go home now.
“Sorry about that, I can take you home now if you like” Marcus said as he walked in, his demeanour had changed somehow, he seemed very upset.
“Everything ok?” I asked, who was I kidding of course he wasn’t going to confide in me about all the mafia business he got up to. Today I had actually forgotten that he was still the dangerous man that everyone feared, but looking at him right now reminded me of all that and fear overwhelmed me. He seemed very upset I could see by the throbbing vein on his forehead
“Just some business I have to take care of, but am good” he said struggling to smile.
I decided to not press the matter any further and let it go.