𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝑅𝑒𝑖𝑔𝑛

13

3𝓻𝓭 𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝓹𝓸𝓿:

Even as Kailani is eating the cereal, milk on her lips and chin, Salvatore still looks at her like she is the most perfect person on Earth.

His gloved hand coming up to wipe the milk from her chin every time some would leak, dripping down her face.

And yet still he would look at her like she is flawless, every swallow, every crunch, even hum feeding the obsession inside him.

When Kailani had put the first spoon of cereal in her mouth, she was slightly taken back by the taste, maybe it was a different flavour of the cereal or maybe it was the milk brand, the taste in her mouth was alien to her from what it usually tastes like, instead it was sweeter and the tiniest bit salty, the mix balancing itself out, it tasted good, she liked it to the point that she tilted the bowl over to drink the rest if the milk from it.

They sit in a comfortable silence after she was done with the milk, and Salvatore simply stared down at the empty bowl in awe.

"Thank you for the gifts...?"

Kailani's soft voice fills the room, not looking up from her lap as she talks, realizing she doesn't know his name she trails off.

Salvatore catches this and looks around for the white board, but it was no where to be found not knowing that it had slipped under Kailani's pillow.

So, he brought her hand forward, a little too fast, making Kailani flinch back, thinking he was finally gonna hit her, but he quickly stopped his momevent, showing her his gloved hand, then slowly moving it down to her slightly thick thighs, slightly exposed by her skirt riding up.

The girl watched as the huge man started tracing out letters on her skin with his long index finger.

S
A
L
V
A
T
O
R
E

she says each letter out loud, looking at him for verification and he nods as she gets all the letters correct.

Salvatore then brings his hand up from his lap, the same two fingers, his index and ring finger come up to meet her chin and he tilts her chin up, making her look up at him through her long, thick eyelashes.

Kailani takes the hint to say it, so she does.

"salvatore?"

The moment she said his name, it was like the world stopped spinning. Every sound faded, every breath in the room stilled, and all Salvatore could hear was that perfect voice-his name on her lips.

His heart pounded so violently, he thought it might break free from his chest.

In that instant, he knew-no one else would ever hear her speak his name again. She was his.

Forever.

"Can I go home now?"

And just like that she burst his bubble.

He watches as a lone tear falls down her rosy cheek, the rage inside him bubbling at the sight of her being unhappy.

A house is making his girl fucking sad.

He doesn't know how to deal with this shit, fucking emotions, how to comfort??

nah, fuck that shit.

A house is making her cry, fine I'll fucking get rid of it.

And just like that, Salvatore texted Giovanni, ordering him to burn down her house.

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