AIDA
My grumbles stayed with me as I stomped down the hallway, surprised to find Romero in my bathroom.
"Husband dearest," my voice was nothing short of ironic.
Romero's head snapped up and his eyes narrowed as they watched me. "I thought I wasn't your husband." He snapped, his anger so obvious I felt the heat of it caressing my skin.
A grin spread over my face. "You're not." I reached down and unclasped my heels, as I kept my eyes locked on his.
"Your attitude is to die for," he muttered sarcastically as he rolled his sleeves up to his elbows, exposing golden arms covered in tattoos.
A dry chuckle left me. "Don't worry Romero, I wasn't trying to be to your liking. Plus, if you don't like my attitude we can't have to get married and I get to live happily ever after.'
Rough laughter bubbled out of him, the low tone of his voice making heat course through me. "You don't have to be to my liking if I'm already fucking obsessed with you."
I felt him approach and I tilted my head back, the crazy in his eyes matching the one I bet was mine. "Princess, princess," he murmured softly. "Don't you know I'll do anything for you?"
His hand reached up to cup my face. "If you want to live happily ever after, I'll turn into goddamn Prince Charming and ride a white horse to take you to a goddamn ball if that's what you want."
"You couldn't be Prince Charming if you tried," I scoffed and slapped his hand away.
He was quick to react and wrapped his arm around my waist as he walked us backwards until my back slammed against the wall. "Yeah," he smirked. "I'd probably be the darkest fucking Prince Charming."
His lips found their way to my throat as he placed little kisses there. "And you," he murmured between them. "You're no Cinderella."
A whimper begged to escape my throat at his kisses and I bit my lip to prevent it as I shook my head. "I don't need a man to save me."
Romero's head snapped up, the depth of his obsession clear on his face. "Not a man. Me. I'm the only man you'll ever need Aida. I'll prove that to you even if it takes me all our lives."
I wiggled in his grip. "What if I don't want you to do that?" His curls fell on his forehead as he shook his head with a dry chuckle.
His hand gripped my throat tightly. "I don't know if you realize princess, but I'll take you and lock you in my room if I must."
"All that just to have me?"
"All that just to have you." He confirmed.
I snorted. "That's embarrassing." I shoved him away, wobbling on my feet in my drunken state. A shadow of something crossed his face before he moved away, running a hand over his face.
My eyes stayed on him as I shrugged the straps of my dress off, the silk material catching around my chest and ass as I shimmed out of it.
"What do you want from me, Aida?" Romero asked, his head tilted back to the ceiling. I rolled my eyes and let my eyes wander down the length of his neck, down his chest-
My eyes widened as I took in the word crossed over his heart. "PRINCIPESA" The nickname made me feel silly, no doubt, but that didn't stop the clenching of my heart or the possessive feeling spreading through me.
"Do you want me to give you up, Aida? Is that what you want from me?" He asked me, his tone growing exasperated as he dropped his head, his dark eyes searching mine desperately.
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Explosive ( Bloody Heirs #1 )
Romance~ Aida ~ My visions of love were destroyed at an early age by the very people who were supposed to set the standard. My positive view on life also gone down the drain when my twin sister gets taken by the rival family in the game. Years later they'r...
