"Did I make myself clear, Paris?" He said and put a strand of my hair behind my ear.
I gritted my teeth in anger. He- no I'm the stupid one! How could i let him do that to me. Now he thinks that he has power over me.
"About what, Elias?" I crossed m...
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My brain hurts from all of the informations it received yesterday. It was a lot! But, honestly, I think it was better for me to find out everything in just one day, even if it hurted a lot more, at least I knew it all.
So, my mom got involved with the mafia.
Then she killed the Don of the mafia.
She made Elias marry me so he can protect me.
Elias's father killed his mom in front of their eyes which traumatized them for their whole life. This one hurted a lot tho.
And...Elias loves me.
Fuck.
The question is, do I love him?
Let's see...
Firstly, Elias made me feel really comfortable, I could always be myself around him. I find myself thinking about him all the time, and some things that remind me of him. I always want to be by his side, learn what he wants, what's his favorite color, what's his favorite food...I'm curious about him. I feel safe around Elias. The excitement I get when I breath in his rich scent reminds me of the same excitement I feel when I open a new book. The excitement I once felt when I got a new book is the same one I feel when I'm around him. Because in the past, my only friend and love were my books, but now...it's Elias Campbell.
I love him.
I love Elias.
Fuck, I love my husband.
It was freaking six in the morning and I was realizing that I'm in love with Elias.
Still in my pajamas, my hair messy and my eyes puffy from yesterday's crying, I put on my fluffy slippers and exited my room. Running up the stairs till I reached Elias's room. Without even knocking, I barged in. He was looking out of his window, with a cup of coffee in his hand. Taken aback, he only stared at me.
"Par-"
He couldn't finish his word when I ran to him and slammed my lips on his.
"I love you." I finally confessed.
I felt two arms wrapping around me and pulling me closer. Elias leaned down and kissed me again, with so much passion and love.
"I love you too." He whispered throughout the kiss.
I could feel the love with just the soft touch of his lips. Finally confessing my love to him was beautiful. We pulled out after a minute or two and looked into each other's eyes. Elias cupped my cheeks. "I'm sorry for everything, Paris. I really hope that I can make you the happiest girl from now on."
