𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝑅𝑒𝑖𝑔𝑛

17

3𝓻𝓭 𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝓹𝓸𝓿:

Kailani slept like a baby after her encounter with Salvatore, from being so overwhelmed with confusion.

There was only so much her innocent little mind could take.

And it was now morning once again, not that there was any way that she would be able to tell.

Outside the door, Salvatore
stood, a dark contrast to the
gentle morning light.
He pushed the door open quietly,
stepping into her room with a
silent grace that belied his
massive frame.

In his gloved
hands, he carried a tray, a delicate
porcelain teacup resting atop it and a plate with food.

Setting the tray down on the small
bedside table, he moved closer,
towering over her sleeping form.
His eyes roved over her face,
tracing the delicate lines of her
cheekbones, the soft curve of her
lips. She was beautiful in a way
that made his chest tighten, an
overwhelming, possessive need
clawing at his insides.

Slowly, he reached out, his gloved fingers brushing a stray lock of hair away from her face.

She stirred slightly at his touch, a
soft murmur escaping her lips as
she blinked awake, her eyes
fluttering open to find him
standing there. Confusion washed
Over her features for a moment
before she remembered where
she was, who he was, and what
had happened.

"Good morning..." Her voice was a
soft as usual, thick with sleep.

He nodded once, a small gesture
to acknowledge her, before
reaching for the cup of tea. He
held it out to her, waiting for her to take it, slowly, reaching out
to take the cup with gentle
hands.

As she brought it to her
lips, Salvatore moved closer, his
massive frame pressing into her
space, his gaze never leaving her
face.
When she was done, he took the
cup from her, setting it back on
the tray with deliberate care.

He wiped a stray drop of tea
from the corner of her mouth with his thumb, the touch lingering, his fingers brushing against her lips in a way that made her blush then he retreated his hand.

"What... what did you do to me last night?" Kailani's voice was barely a whisper, with the weight of her uncertainty. She remembered his hands on her, the way he had touched her, but she didn't understand. She couldn't understand why he made her feel the way he did, why his touch left her confused and breathless.

Salvatore didn't answer with words. Instead, he reached for the small whiteboard he had brought with him. He wrote quickly, the sound of the marker scratching against the surface the only noise in the room. When he was done, he turned the board towards her.

*You belong to me. I was taking care of you.*

Her breath caught in her throat, her heart pounding as she read the words.

She swallowed hard, trying to find her voice, her thoughts swirling in a haze of fear and something she couldn't name. "But... the way you touched me... it felt... weird"

Salvatore's eyes darkened, his hand tightening on her chin as if to remind her who was in control. He simply shook his head no.

And that was all she needed, just a bit of reassurance and she dropped the matter.

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A/N sorry this chapter was really short😭

But it was just a little filler to understand why Kailani was letting him do those stuff to her, it's simply because she didn't know what he was doing was not normal without her understanding, and she still doesn't know.