Chapter 2

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"I am going to be testing your self-control again. You do know that, right?"

"Oh, I have absolutely no doubt about that whatsoever, lyubov' moya. You always have. Only now, I have a lot less self-control to test. And absolutely no reason whatsoever to hide my want, need, desire, longing and love for you anymore." (my love)

She giggled. "I can't wait to test that theory."

I laughed with her.

Brushing a few loose strands of hair behind her ear I said, "it's no theory lyubov' moya. And detka, as far as that pushy whore Natasha Ozera goes, she can want me until the sun turns green. But it isn't going to do her a chert bit of good. Because I am yours, just like I always have been and just as you are and always have been mine. And we will always be each other's, regardless of Adrian fucking Ivashkov trying to steal you away from me." (my love, baby, damn)

"He never stood a chance either milaya moy." (my dear)

Now it was my turn to be shocked.

"How do you speak Russian all of the sudden my Roza?"

"I don't, not really. But I was around your family and the unpromised long enough that a few words stuck. You told me that milaya moya means 'my dearest'. I found out from Vika that moy is the masculine version of my. You have always said it by putting milaya first, so that's what I did. Was I wrong?" She asked me with a truly adorable and curious tilt of her head.

"No, milaya moya you were perfect, just like you always have been. But milaya moy doesn't mean my dearest it means my dear." I answered as I caressed her cheek with the back of my fingers, and she in turn nodded letting me know that she understood. (my dearest)

There was that love sick smile again. God she was sooo beautiful that it still hurt me sometimes.

I watched as she considered everything that she had just learned. The next thing I knew she smiled and reached around behind her head and moved her hair away from her neck. And tilted her head to the side.

"I want us to have a family Mitya. But not right away, I want you to myself for a few years first. Maybe even a few decades."

I was stunned. Was she actually asking that I awaken her?

"Roza?"

"I want a real wedding too Comrade. With your family there if it is at all possible."

"Roza?" I asked again.

She smiled again and then with her hand on the back of my head she led my mouth to her neck.

"Make us one for all of eternity my love. Make me your wife and you my husband, bind us together for as long as there are stars, a moon and a sun in the sky."

My heart lurched and started racing so fast that I nearly choked on the next breath of air that I inhaled.

Against her neck I asked again just to be sure. "Roza?"

"Awaken me my love. I want to be with you forever Dimitri."

I sighed. Oh, thank God, now we really can be together forever.

I licked her skin, right below her earlobe repeatedly, making her shiver with need before I asked her, "are you sure about this lyubov' moya?" (my love)

"Do you really love me Mitya?"

"More than anything, anyone or my own life Roza. My life isn't worth living I am not complete if I don't have you by my side detka." (baby)

"Then yes, I am sure. In the cabin I told you that I would do anything for us to be able to be together. And if being awakened is what it takes to be with you forever, then so be it."

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