PROLOGUE

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"Everybody has an obsession, mine just happens to be you."


"What is wrong with you?"

"I'm obsessed with you, that's what," he replied advancing slowly towards her.

She took a step forward and smiled innocently at him.

"Good, I thought it was just me."

He released a low groan and in one fast motion, scooped her petite frame into his arms. She wrapped her legs around his waist and flashed him a small smile.

"You're mine and mine only il mio fiore," he whispered softly as she caressed his cheek.

"I know and I'm not going anywhere," Atlas replied as she tightened her grip around his shoulders.

While he peppered small kisses around her face, she let out a sigh of contentment.

"I'm never letting you go Wyatt. I got you." she said as he snuggled into her neck and inhaled deeply, letting out an audible sigh.

"You are literally my world Atty," he murmured quietly, rubbing his cheek against hers both wrapped up in their little bubble.

"And my addiction," he thought to himself.


il mio fiore = my little flower

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