𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝑅𝑒𝑖𝑔𝑛

21

After the spanking, Salvatore shifted from his stern demeanor to one of unexpected tenderness. He knelt beside Kailani, his massive frame contrasting sharply with her delicate figure. Gently, he wiped away her tears with a soft cloth, his touch surprisingly gentle. He applied a soothing balm to her skin, his fingers brushing lightly against her, each caress both careful and deliberate. Then, he leaned in and licked her tears away, silently conveying an apology he couldn’t articulate. In those quiet moments, Kailani sensed the depth of his obsession; it was confusing yet oddly comforting, as if she were wrapped in a warm cocoon despite the tension.

The following day, Salvatore entered the room with a grand gesture, carrying a vibrant bouquet of flowers and a gigantic Hello Kitty teddy bear. The colorful blooms filled the air with a sweet fragrance, a stark contrast to his usual somber atmosphere. Kailani’s eyes widened, her heart racing at the sight of such extravagant gifts, but she remained silent, fear gnawing at her that speaking might provoke him again. She hugged the plush teddy bear tightly to her chest, feeling its soft fur against her skin, trying to anchor herself in the moment.

Cautiously, she glanced at him, her innocent eyes searching his face for any signs of anger. “What... what did you do to me yesterday?” she finally whispered, her voice trembling slightly. The question hung heavy in the air, and she braced herself for his response, the warmth of the teddy bear offering little comfort.

Salvatore stepped closer, his gaze softening as he reached out, allowing her to touch his face. She hesitated for a moment before gently tracing her fingers along his jawline, her touch delicate as if she were afraid he might shatter. He closed his eyes briefly, savoring the softness of her touch, a stark contrast to the chaos of their previous encounters.

He picked up the whiteboard and wrote simply, “I lost control.” His words, though minimal, carried a weight that lingered between them.

Kailani looked up, her heart aching at his admission. “Why?” she asked softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

He met her gaze, the intensity in his eyes a mixture of longing and pain. He reached for her hand, intertwining his fingers with hers, grounding them both in that moment. She felt a flicker of warmth, and despite the confusion swirling in her mind, she nodded. “I’m sorry for upsetting you,” she murmured, her sincerity radiating like sunlight breaking through clouds.

Kailani's voice trembled as she asked, "Why didn't you stop?" The weight of her question hung in the air, and for a moment, Salvatore’s expression shifted from one of softness to a deeper turmoil. He looked away, his dark eyes clouded with an inner struggle, as if the answer was caught somewhere between his heart and mind.

With a heavy sigh, he turned back to her, searching for a way to convey his feelings without words. He picked up the whiteboard and wrote, “I get lost in you, and I don't want to be found. Even if it means crossing boundaries. I want you. I need you." His handwriting was steady, and the sincerity behind the words made Kailani’s heart race.

Kailani's heart ached at his vulnerability. She could see the intensity in his eyes as he focused on her, every line of his face revealing his unyielding desire for her. Taking a deep breath, she gently squeezed his hand, her touch reassuring. “But I don’t want you to hurt me,” she added softly, her eyes filled with innocence and concern.

Salvatore's gaze softened as he leaned closer, his large hand coming up to cup her cheek. He looked deeply into her eyes, his expression filled with a mix of determination and raw intensity. He traced his thumb along her jawline, his touch both possessive and tender. The heat of his palm against her skin sent shivers through her, yet she felt an undeniable pull toward him.

Drawing even closer, he let his forehead rest against hers, their breaths mingling in the small space between them. In that moment, he conveyed a promise—a fierce devotion that, despite the chaos, he would always seek to keep her close, to make her feel his presence in every way he could. The vulnerability of their exchange forged a fragile trust, a delicate thread connecting them through their shared complexities, as Kailani began to understand that his love was as consuming as it was profound.