Beauty and the Brute.[COMPLETED]

Chapter 3

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Chapter 3
Because when you're with me, the nightmare goes away. His words echoed in my head. Nightmare?! What could he possible have a nightmare about, am sure it is not about the people he has killed, so what is it?!

"You have nightmares?" I asked the stupid and obvious question

"Please just come back" he obviously doesn't want to discuss it, he is definitely not going to tell me what his nightmares are about, maybe I will ask Matilda tomorrow, he always seem so free and open with her. "Ok, but only one one condition" I found my way out of the bed. "What?" he raised one eyebrow, God am so jealous he could do that, and he looks so hot. "You let me touch you. We are going to sleep while cuddling" that is what I have wanted since the day I saw him take off his shirt for the first time. He looked like he was weighing his options when I walked up to him and ran my hands from his chest down his torso. His skin was silk smooth, and I felt volts of electricity as my hand touched his skin, he smells fantastic, fresh out of the shower. My hand lingered a bit around his abs as I felt that rock hard muscle covered in black ink. I wasn't sure but I think I moaned a little. He took a sharp intake of breath, and I looked up to see his eyes closed. "Come on, lets go get some sleep" I took his large hands in mine.

And for the first time since I arrived at the mansion, I greeted him goodnight and he replied me, wrapping his hands around me.

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I woke up very happy, but like always, he wasn't in bed. I took my bath and went downstairs for breakfast. It was very bright outside and Roman was not at the door, in fact he wasn't at the kitchen when I got there. I greeted everyone, and for the first time, Amelia answered me, I knew she still didn't like me, maybe she is starting to accept the fact that Ronin is stuck with me and she should move on. Matilda and Nancy were busy by the oven, Grace and Edith were having breakfast, Amelia was replacing the dishes. "Where's Roman?!" I asked

"He is in the dining room with Mr. Contreras" Grace replied me "Your breakfast is on the table too" how did she know I was going to be downstairs to eat? Had she check the other room and noticed I wasn't there or did she see me holding Ronin yesterday? I think at least one of them did cause they all had this grin on their faces from the moment I walked that I assumed was just a happy mood cause of the bright morning. Going through the door that links the kitchen to the dining area, I saw Ronin, the old Ronin, his previously stubble filled chin was clean, his eyes bright as a sunny day, his posture straight, and like always he commanded respect. Roman left immediately I entered. I didn't know what to do, have things changed or they have not. I slowly walked around him to sit on his left side like always. As my butt was about to touch the chair he greeted me good morning, I was shocked, and I froze mid air. It took a while to compose myself, sit down and reply him. The waffles smelled delicious, couldn't wait to dig in, I was starving.

"Did you sleep well?" he asked, ok, so we are talking now, that's new, and so is the sudden silence in the kitchen "yes. You?" I asked looking at him briefly then down at my food that I had served on my plate "Yes I did" I didn't look up at first but when I did, he was smiling, smiling at me. His really deep dimples were so apparent and his nose scrunched up a little, his smile is really beautiful. "Would you like me to take you to lunch?" he asked after a while and I choked on my waffle at the same time I heard some metals clash in the kitchen. He had one hand on the table and the other on the head of the chair, supporting his turn towards me. "Yes, I would love to" I replied. "Good. Big G would bring you over" he said standing up "where are we going exactly?" I don't want to wear some fancy gown to a burger joint or slacks to a fancy restaurant "its your choice" he looked at me expectantly. "Burger joint, I really crave a good burger and the lots" I closed my eyes, a brief image of burger showing behind my lids and I gave a reverent moan "okay." he said.