Page 79 of Unspoken Obsession

I am happy, again, that Dante knows the last truth I was holding onto. I have no more secrets from him now and all I can do is put my trust in him to not hurt me with what he knows.

I close the book, seeing Damion's eyes are closed and his breathing is soft and even. He is fast asleep. And now it is time for me to talk to Dante.

I close Damion's door and walk through to the living room.

Dante is waiting for me, looking up at me when I walk in.

He smiles, and it makes my heart flutter.

I sit down on the sofa next to him and he slips his arm around my waist, pulling me close, lifting my legs over his lap.

"I understand why you couldn't tell me - why you wanted to keep him safe - but I am so happy I know." He says, smiling at me.

"I have wanted to tell you for a long time. It just never felt right. I am so scared about what my father will do if he finds out."

"If all goes well, then you will not have to worry about your father; soon, we will take him down with evidence collected from an inside man. The meeting I had last night - it went very well."

"You have an inside man? Someone who works with my father who will turn against him?"

"Yes, it is someone who has worked with your father for a while - but was never on his side. Someone who has beenplotting against him for a while and just needed help to take him down."

I lean my head against his shoulder. "Do you think this is all going to work out in the end?"

"It has to, little fox. It has to work out for the sake of our son - and his future." He places his finger beneath my chin and lifts my face up towards his.

His kiss is so tender it melts my heart.

I climb onto his lap, and he runs his hands over my thighs, pushing my lace dress up as his kiss becomes more intense.

Dante and I make love on the sofa, and then again in the bed before we fall asleep in each other's arms. I love not having to sneak away to be home by midnight anymore. I love the fact that he is happy to be here with me and Damion. I love the fact that he still wants to hold me and take care of us both, even after all the secrets I thought I had to keep from him.

In the morning, I sense him next to me before I open my eyes. A smile touches my lips as I snuggle closer.

He smells amazing. He feels amazing. And I am daring to picture a real future with him.

I know I am falling for him but it doesn't terrify me as much as it used to. The only thing that scares me now is my father and the fact that he can still take my son away. Our son.

I lie against him for a while before I have to get up, hearing Damion padding around in the hallway means he is up to something, and I want to avert disaster. I climb out of bed quietly, leaving Dante to sleep longer.

Damion hears me coming out of my room and runs to say good morning. He gives the best little hugs.

I pick him up and I am carrying him towards the kitchen when a knock on the door freezes me to my core.

It can only be one person. The anger, the aggression behind that knock is terrifying.

I turn and run into my bedroom. Dante is awake and his eyes darken when he sees the fear in mine.

"I think it's my father. Please, keep him here with you. Do not come out of this room no matter what you hear."

"Frankie—"

"Please, Dante," I whisper.

He nods, taking Damion into his arms.

I run out of the room, closing the door behind me, I go to answer the front door.

My father and his two goons are standing there.

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