As the day slowly came to an end, the dream that had managed to wrap itself around my mind taunted itself in my head. I didn't know if the dream was a warning or reminding me what would happen If I left the house. Knowing me, I chose the last option. Giuliano wasn't ever going to have me in his possession again. I was back at home with Domenico and I knew he wasn't ever going to let me out of his sight ever again.
Knowing that I had this recurring nightmare, I wanted to tell Domenico that I had had it before. Domenico was a very possessive, protective, and powerful man. I knew that if I told him what had happened in both dreams, leaving the house wouldn't ever be an option I'd be able to have again. Maybe it was just a dream, a nightmare, nothing with an actual purpose let alone meaning. Was I scared to leave the house now, absolutely, but was I again, going to let some two timed dream affect me? I don't know.
The room was dark, the house and garden lights illuminated through the windows, down onto the floor. Domenico spend a majority of the night working. As badly as I craved him to be by my side, I knew that his work was more important then my need for him. The sound of the shower turning off in the bathroom echoed around the room. I sat with my back against the headboard, a soft, white silk nightgown comforted my body. I was dazed out, I didn't know for how long, yet I found this feeling of being taken out of reality soothing. I didn't notice Domenico standing beside the bed before he said calmly, " hey." Turning my head, I looked up at him. Water hung at the ends of his chocolate, auburn tinted hair.
A small smile tugged at the corners of my lips. " You still thinking about it?" Domenico asked calmly. The smile slowly faded off my face, I averted my attention down to my lap. " No," I answered softly. " Many people have dreams like that Evangeline," Domenico reminded me. " You're not insane, you never have been, and you never will be." I bit my bottom lip, part of me not wanting to believe Domenico's statement. " You believe me?" Domenico asked calmly. Simply nodding, I responded back, " yeah." Lifting my chin up with his finger, Domenico forced me eyes up to meet his. " We talk about things, remember?" Domenico asked. His eyebrows raised slightly, " you come before anything in my life, you know that."
I nodded, " yes, I remember." Holding back a smile, Domenico leaned down, connecting his soft lips onto mine. My body instantly melted at Domenico's warming touch. My arms found their way around his neck, pulling Domenico's wet body down onto me. I smiled against Domenico's lips as he flipped me over on top of him. My nightgown began to dampen as I lay on top of Domenico wet, bare chest. Resting his hand on the upper part of the back of my thigh, Domenico slid his hand under my nightgown. A smile filled out my face as Domenico grinned, laying his hand down on the middle part of my back.
" Are you tired?" Domenico murmured against my lips. I shook my head as I held back a smile, forcing the smile on Domenico's face to spread out more. Tracing circles on my shoulders, Domenico lingered his fingers underneath the straps of my nightgown. Amusement filled Domenico's eyes as he pulled down the straps, a grin soon shaped his mouth. Lifting his head up towards mine, Domenico connected his lips onto mine. Placing my hands beside Domenico's head, I grinned into his kiss as I lowered my head down. The feeling of Domenico pulling the hem of my night gown up my thighs forced a soft chuckle out of me.
Sliding his hands underneath my night gown and up my stomach, Domenico cupped both my breasts in his hands. A grin took over my face as I shook, Domenico rested his head down onto the pillows below him as a smile formed onto his mouth. My hair draped down onto Domenico's face, making me laugh and forcing a grin onto Domenico's face. Sitting up, I sat on Domenico's lap as he tucked his hands back behind his head. " Are you tired?" I asked smiling. " There's no time for sleep," Domenico teased. I chuckled, " you wanna finish getting dressed then?" Domenico frowned, " you want me to get dressed?" I shook my head, " nope."
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Love, Evangeline
عاطفيةIn this world, everyone has the one thing keeping them on their feet, up alive. She was his one and only source of light, source of sanity. Whatever happened to her, his world would come crashing down. Whoever touched or hurt her, he wouldn't hesita...