" you wont be able to go from here mia amore you will have to stay with the devil itself in this house" he said and his eyes looked blood shot and she said
" Whatever" and she went from there to her room leaving him in the living room and he dumbfo...
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As the vibrant sunset burst through Andriana's office window, painting the sky with hues of orange, pink, and purple, I knew I wouldn't leave her side. The warm glow illuminated her face, making her radiant smile even brighter.
As I looked into her eyes, I felt captivated by her beauty. Her smile lit up the room, and I felt happy just being near her.
When she said she liked me, I was overjoyed. But then I saw fear in her eyes. Her past hurt her, and I wanted to protect her.
She'd faced unbearable pain, cruel relatives and losing her parents. I wanted to erase those memories and keep her safe.
Her vulnerability drew me in. I felt a strong connection to this brave, beautiful woman. I wanted to make her feel loved and whole again.
The sunset's gentle rays danced across her skin, highlighting the contours of her face. I reached out, tracing the curves of her cheekbone.
Just as I brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, my phone buzzed. Salvatore's name flashed on the screen.
"Ignoring it," I muttered, tossing my phone aside, unwilling to break the spell of the sunset. Andriana raised an eyebrow. "Important call?"
I shook my head. "No one's more important than you, amore mio"
Her cheeks flushed as she gazed out the window. The setting sun cast a magical glow on her skin. The phone continued to buzz, insistently demanding attention. Salvatore wouldn't call repeatedly unless urgent.
But I refused to budge, entranced by Andriana and the sunset's serene beauty.
"Olekzander," Andriana whispered, concern etched on her face. "You should answer it."I wrapped my arms around her waist. I couldn't deny her request, not when she looked at me with such vulnerability. "Okay," I said, my voice calm, trying to reassure her.
I glanced at the screen; Salvatore's name flashed, and my gut tightened. My posture stiffened slightly, but I maintained my composure, offering her a reassuring smile. Her doe-like eyes locked onto mine as I answered, her face pale with concern.
"Olek," Salvatore's voice echoed through the line, laced with urgency. I hummed in response, my mind racing.
"There was a call from Mom. She said Dad was..." Salvatore's pause sent a shiver down my spine. I felt Andriana's hand brush against mine, a gentle comfort.
