Page 96 of Unspoken Obsession

I sit for a moment staring out of the window of the hotel.

It's not how I imagined my life going. But then again, I never thought I was going to have a child, run away, come back and find the mystery man - and after all of that fall in love.

I turn towards Dante with a smile on my face. "Actually, I think I'm up for the challenge. And I think you and I would work very well together. It would piss him off so much to know we control his precious casino."

He grins, leaning over the back of the couch, he wraps his arms around my waist, and lifts me off the seat. Sitting on the back of the sofa with him standing between my legs, I stare at him.

My heart is overwhelmed.

So many things have happened over the last months since I came back to Las Vegas, and this is the first time that I've been free in my entire life.

Free to choose to make mistakes.

Free to go outside and not fear that my father will have me followed, kidnapped, or that he will try to take my child. There are still threats out there, but I trust Dante to manage them.

I feel like someone has lifted a massive burden off my shoulders - one that stayed with me for so long that I got used to living with it. I didn't realize how crippling it was to live beneath the darkness my father poured into my life.

I am still coming to terms with my new reality and how many things will change without him being around.

Dante runs his hands up the sides of my neck and I tilt my head so that my cheek rests against his palm. "No matter what happens I just want to be with you," I say.

"No matter what happens you and Damion will be with me. You belong to me to me, little fox. And my heart belongs to you."

I've never really belonged anywhere. There was always a burning need to escape or run away. I wasn't wanted, I was tolerated, and that has changed. I am about to cry tears of joy.

Dante laughs, a gentle warm laugh that makes me laugh too.

"Let's pack your things and get you two home to my penthouse. Once things have settled down with your father'sfurious allies - we can all move into the mansion, outside of town. Damion will love the garden. And I was thinking of getting him a few ducks seeing as they make him so happy." It's safer in the casino for now; the security is world-class, and I doubt anyone would be stupid enough to try to get to us there.

The rest of the day, we pack up the hotel room and the few things from my apartment that I no longer need. I don't have a lot and neither does Damion. We have been on the run for so long that we always lived with the bare minimum. I have a feeling that all of that is going to change. Soon, Damion will have a proper home and a real family.

The penthouse is bigger than my apartment and when we arrive Damion is running everywhere, touching everything and exploring every corner. I cover my eyes, then move priceless art, and glassware around — we have a childproofing issue that will have to be fixed fast.

I set my purse on the kitchen counter. "Dante, this is amazing," I say.

"Wait until you see what I did to his room." He holds out his hand towards me and I take it. He pulls me down the hall to what used to be his office.

The room has been painted pale blue on three of the four walls. One wall has a custom mural - a jungle theme - giant tropical leaves cover the wall and in between the leaves dinosaurs peek out.

The little bed is made to look like a plane wreck, crash-landed in the jungle. The floor has a thick green mat on it that looks like grass and there are shelves and shelves of toys.

Even the lighting changes color with the touch of a button and Damion can choose the mood he wants.

"His night light looks like stars across the ceiling," Dante says, sounding proud of himself.

I stare in disbelief. It is a little boy's dream room.

"Do you think he will like it?" He asks me when I say nothing.

"He is going to love this." I stammer. "I love this. But we need to childproof this because he is going to give me a coronary touching things that cost more than a small island. Please." He thinks it's funny, but my heart will actually stop.

"Shall we call him and see his reaction?"

I nod, grinning. I've always wanted to do these things for my little boy - and now he has a father who is doing it for him.

Again, I am fighting tears of joy.

Everything is just so perfect.

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