When Fire Meets Ice - Completed.

54. W H I S P E R S

I N A Y A

Seething, blinding rage.

All I could feel was anger that refused to calm down, no matter what.

They had dared to put those allegations on him, blame him for something he'd never do. They were the monsters, the ones who should've been questioned, who deserved punishment.

My heart ached for him, shattered at the mere thought of the amount of distress he might've faced alone. And when he cried like that in my embrace, I felt helpless, like I hadn't ever felt before.

And Tanya. Oh Tanya. The day I'd hunt her, grab her by the throat, strangle her and ask her why she did this. She really thought she could get away after doing this to him.

To the love of my life and hereafter.

And when I looked at his serene face, I smiled, my fingers threading through his hair who was now fast asleep in my arms. His breaths were steady, hair brushing my neck as his breath fanned the region above my collarbone.

Pressing a kiss to his forehead, I whispered, "I won't ever let any harm touch you, Love. And I promise to never be the reason for your tears or pain."

He smiled in his sleep, eyes opening slowly as he looked at me. I stared back at him in surprise, suppressing a smile as I asked, "You weren't sleeping?"

"I just woke up!" He smirked, placing his face in his palm and balancing it on his elbow.

I was about to roll to the other side of the bed when his arm shot up to wrap around me. I gasped when he pulled me back, resting his chin on my shoulder as he husked, "I love this fiery side of yours!"

I narrowed my eyes, turning to look at him. "So shall I show you that?" I snapped and he laughed, pressing a kiss to my cheek as he hummed sleepily.

"You can be wild sometimes!" he whispered again, not hiding the tease in his tone. My face turned a bright shade of pink as I yelled, "Shut up!!!"

"But I didn't even mention anything!" He said innocently and I rolled my eyes, barely holding back the smile.

Such an idiot!

"Okay! Let's eat something!" I diverted the topic swiftly and he gave me a hard 'are you serious?' look.

"Are you serious? It's three in the morning!!" He stared at in disbelief, making me chuckle. I stepped down the bed quickly and dragged him by his forearm. "Come on Ahad! I'll make pasta for you this time!" I declared.

He groaned, sitting up reluctantly as he grumbled, "Waking up is a mistake when you've got a wife who's always hungry after midnight!"

"I heard you!" I glared and he just stood up, scooping me into his arms swiftly as he smirked, "That was meant for you to hear!"

I gasped, smacking his arm as I yelled, "Leave me then!!"

"I'll pass on that, next command, my lady?" He winked and I groaned internally, heat creeping up my cheeks as I buried my face into his neck.

We walked into the kitchen and he settled me on the counter as he spoke, "Let me make it."

I stepped down immediately, stopping him as I said, "No no no! I want to make it for you!!"

"Why?" He asked, his smile amused.

I held him and took him to the kitchen island, making him sit there as I confessed lovingly, "Because My Man deserves all the love and care of this world my little heart can provide.." I leaned in more and whispered over his lips, "and I plan to give him all I've got."