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Chapter 9

Zayn's POV:

Her words threw me off at the deep end as she said that she felt something towards me. I thought I was insane to think this way of her, but she does love me. I'll make her mine one day when she's ready. However innocent she is, she never fails to arouse me.

I was confused; I didn't know what to say. I was scared that I might scare her away when I show her the side of me she never wants to know. She's so young to even think this way of her; nevertheless, she captivates me.

" We'll talk this through as soon as we arrive."

She looked at me with embarrassed look. Little did she know, I wanna screw the daylights out of her.

" Ok," she answered.

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Now we're at my summer house, which I haven't visited for more than a year. I stepped out of the car and opened the door for my babygirl. I think I'm going to hell to think this way of her- she's innocent and broken.

We got our bags and walked toward the door, her eyes holding confusion and perplexity. I should snap out of these dirty thoughts about her since I never wanna scare her away. She'll be mine in time. I'll wait till she opens up for me. One day, she'll come around.

I opened the door of my small summer house and invited her in. Luckily, the light was working. The house was not this dirty. " Princess, get in," I started, " as I don't bite."

" Daddy," she said.

" We're staying her for as long as you want."

She rested in my arms and buried her face in the crook of my neck, crying her eyes out.

" I told you nothing is worth those tears of yours."

I carried her bride style to my room to let her sleep. She looked tired. I brought a shirt of mine and changed her into this shirt. She didn't flinch while I was doing so, which showed me how much she trusts me.

" Sleep, babygirl​."

I kissed her forehead​ to sleep. I turned off the light and took of my clothes. I was just in my briefs and slept next to her. I brought her near to me till she rested peacefully in my arms.

This girl will be the death of me. Whatever I thought was meant to happen soon between us, it will never happen,in fact, she needs time. I'm not using her body because I've already fallen for her and she's mine.

Rosalind's POV:

I woke up in his arms, so it was the most peaceful slumber ever. His face looked not only innocent and carefree but young. He looked like a knight, which brings connotations of bravery, chivalry, loyalty, and strength.

I looked at his eyelashes, which I assume longer than my life span. It's hyperbole, but that's what I could come up with. His sharp jaw line, his scruff, his hair, and his tattooed skin. I rested my head again on his rock-hard chest. And for the very first time, I felt what love is; consequently, I kissed his right cheek and kept looking admiringly at him.

His body radiated off warmth that made me feel warm and secure. I tightened my grip around him and kept admiring how he looks in the dim light coming from the window.

His eyes fluttered open and looked at me warmly. " What time is it?"

" Beats me," I replied

His voice was husky, not bad husky but sexy husky. I wish I could wake up to this forever.

He reached for his cell phone on the night stand. " It's 18:00."