Young at Heart (Angelina Jolie)

Chapter Fourteen: Let Me Love You

I realized I shouldn't have left her on her own at the moment I got into my room. She didn't want me to leave; she wanted me to stay and I failed her. But I wouldn't disappoint her again.

I walk to her room and see her tiny body laying on the bed, with both her arms covering her eyes. I close the door behind me, but she didn't look at me; that's when I realize she couldn't listen me, for she's listening to music on her earphones.

What is she listening to?

I carefully walk to the bed and sit down; Larissa only uncovers her eyes when she feels my hands touching her thighs. It's not a pleasant sight, because she is clearly mad at me. And she makes sure that I notice that by slapping me until I take my hands off her body.

"Love..." I try, but she interrupts me.

"Sai daqui!" That's something in Portuguese that I could understand just because she taught me that.

She wants me to leave, but I won't.

"Larissa, I won't leave. Why are you doing this to me?" I actually don't understand why the sudden change, but I expect her to explain to me.

She sits and tries to avoid me. Her furious eyes deadly stare me for quite a long time and I just try my best to get what the hell is going on here.

"Me deixa!" She keeps speaking her own language and that annoys me so much that I just react without thinking; I grab both her wrists and she widens her eyes when I do so. "What are you doing?"

I smirk.

"Are you gonna stop acting like a child or will I have to teach you a lesson?" I provoke, knowing that she's probably going to be a little scared.

"You wouldn't dare." Her eyes are still widened and I know why.

No need to answer with words, when my actions could mean much more.

That's not how I expected this to happen, but I want her so bad and I'm sure she wants me too. I smile first and start to get closer to her. And she's still staring at me in a different way, but that does not intimidate me. Before my lips touch her neck, I move them close to her ear.

"Now you'll learn to respect me." And after that, I kiss her neck tenderly. Her breathing gets heavier than it was; I would dare to say she has her eyes closed now.

I feel she's not fighting me anymore and that's when I let her wrists free; I stop kissing her neck just to see the effect I have on her. To my surprise, there's no sign of her sudden moment of anger. Instead of, I see desire in her eyes and that's the answer to a question that I don't even need to ask.

She wants me.

"Let me love you" I say and she nods.

I couldn't help but smile; then I touch her face gently. I know it's time, just the right time to be with her, to love her, to show how much I care; and Larissa seems to be willing to let me show her everything I want to show. She waits and I just contemplate her beautiful face for a while before she puts her hands up and I know exactly what it means, so I take her blouse off slowly. It's not a surprise to me that she's not wearing a bra, because she hates it and never wears when she's home; but it's surprisingly good to realize that she's somehow more beautiful every day. For a moment, I couldn't think of anything else; all the moments I share with her are always so special, and I am pretty sure this is going to be another one; then my mind just let me unconsciously staring at her body and thinking of how lucky I was to find her, and not only because she's beautiful outside, but mostly inside, because my kids love her so much and admire her for she treats them like family.