Chapter Three

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"There is only one happiness in life, to live and to be loved."
-George Sand

"                                                             -George Sand

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Picking the box back up she lifted the lid and gasped at what she saw...

A necklace. And not just any necklace. Her mother had designed one but died before she could make it.
It was a beautiful golden necklace with a rose.

"How- how did you do this?" Tears were filling up her brown eyes

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"How- how did you do this?" Tears were filling up her brown eyes. "I knew how much it hurt you when your mother died and I found the drawing she made for the necklace she wanted to make for you. So I got someone to make it for you." Rosalina jumped into his arms and stuffed her face between his shoulder and neck. "Thank you, Azzy."

"Your welcome. I love you, my baby." He mumbled while sniffing her coconut scented hair. "I love you more, Azzy." She mumbled while giving his neck small butterfly kisses.

Azrael picked her up by her derrière and hugged her warm body close to him, instinctively she wrapped her legs around his waist. He sat down on the armchair and picked up his book, reading from where he last left off. Rose snuggled closer to him and spoke "Read to me, please."

"Well, what would I get in return?" Rose popped up and pouted until a thought came to her mind "I'll give you my special kisses." She bribed him, making him nod his head. Straddling his lap she leaned in and shook her tush, excited. Pressing her soft lips against his cold lips, he groaned.

Her squeezed her plum ass and jerked his hips upon her pussy. She moaned out while he slid his tongue into her mouth, their tongues dancing together in passion. Rose continued to grind onto his groin softly.

Pulling apart in a panting mess she whined "That wasn't one of my special kisses." "It was one of mine." He then replied back in a deep, rough voice. "Hey, you need to read to me now." Rose stated in victory, she loved when he read to her while stroking her hair and giving her the occasional kiss. "Fine." He pulled her closer. "Chapter seventy-six."

~One Hour Later~

"Baby, I need to go now." He stopped reading and moved her over so he could stand up. "You have to, couldn't you call in sick." She gave him her puppy dog eyes and pouted. "My boss wouldn't like that." He lied, they had known each other for more than 10 years but there were parts of his life her couldn't tell her, she knew he was a vampire. But not a king and the jobs he did would hurt her. She hated violence and even if it was far fetched she couldn't see why everybody couldn't just be friends.

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