"I guess real love does exist," she whispered mostly to herself.
"Grace-" Nixon started
"No wait," she said before turning to me.
"You were right and I'm sorry I got Nixon into marrying me. Nixon did the right thing and came after you instead of marrying me. And lastly you're right there's other ways of solving these problems so Nixon...."
She looked at him and he raised a brow.
"I'll take care of my dad and we'll get back to you. I'm sure we can find another way together....as business partners," she said
"Again I'm sorry," she said before walking a way. A guard opened the door to a white range rover and she got it.
"That was not expected," River said and I looked at Nixon.
He looked at me before pulling me into his chest.
"I'm so sorry," he whispered.
••••
"Why do you keep saving me huh. Are you my personal little hero," he asked while running his fingers along my bare skin.
"Are you my hero?" I asked first.
"No," he said and my heart sank.
He eased up and I looked at him. Her lifted my chin and my hazel eyes met his.
"I can be your hero gattino because a hero will save the world before saving you. A villain though, they'll ruin this earth just to save or find you. The feeling of destroying the world takes over me each time you are hurt, a hero would never feel that. So no baby, I'm not your hero because what a hero would do for you I wouldn't. I would do the complete opposite so thus I'm your villain," he said and shivers ran down my spine.
In that case I'm a villain too
Villain are hot and if you take the time to understand them you would think of the hero as nothing comparing to them.
"To everyone else in the world I would come off as rude, dangerous, selfish and manipulative but for you, I'll be on my knees for you and only you my queen,"
"Your queen,"
"My queen,"he said and I smiled.
I like that a lot.
"I almost destroyed my self by destroying what we had for a stupid stupid business proposal. I don't deserve you but I'm selfish enough to want to you and to keep you," he said before cupping my cheeks.
"There's not a day I wouldn't want to see my self hugging you, kissing you, making love to you, growing old together with you and only you. Catalaynia you're a beautiful creation of the God, a perfect masterpiece, for ever stroke, for every curve, for ever strand of hair is a perfect envision of perfection. You are perfect and you're my living perfection," he said
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The Lies Between Her Lips|| book 4
RomansaFourth book of the Valentino and DeLuca Nixon and his mysterious woman. This whole book while be a mystery until you read it