Page 43 of Vow to Me

If it’s a fight you want, it’s a fight you’ll get, little demon.

“You’re full of shit Izzy, you’re running and hiding. But why? What the fuck happened that day when we left the island? You were fine one minute and the next you’re acting like a completelydifferent woman. You’re hiding from me, or from something, so what the fuck is it? Because we can’t go on like this,” I sigh and shake my head, not knowing whether to keep fighting to break through to her or save it for another day.

I expect her to argue, to push her point further, to walk away, curse me. What I didn’t expect was for a gut-wrenching sob to fall from her lips before she breaks down, tears streaming down her face as she shudders uncontrollably.

I’m at her side in a second, picking her up from the chair before sitting down and holding her on my lap. My arms band around her waist and hold on to her. I don’t ask questions, I don’t pry like I want to, I just let her get out whatever it is that’s she’s feeling, murmuring encouraging words in her ear so she knows she’s not alone.

“I’ve got you, baby,” I whisper to her,

“It’s all your fault,” she says on a sob and my brows wrinkle in confusion before she continues. “I promised… I promised myself I wouldn’t ever let this happen. T-then you happened… and now I’m going to end up like him.” She buries her head in the crook of my neck and lets out a shaky exhale.

She’s not crying anymore, just sniffling every now and then while tears continue to mar her face.

“What did I do? And who are you going to end up like?” I ask softly, not wanting to trigger her into another panic attack.

“You were you. You were everything. Just like Mama was to him. You’re the heir, Luca, a man who faces death every single day.What will I become if you die? What will happen to me then?” she whispers.

“You’re worried about what would happen if I died? My family would take care of you, Iz.”

She jumps off my lap and glares at me.

“That’s not my fucking point, Luca!” she yells and clenches her fists in anger.

“Then what is your point? Explain it to me.”

“My point is that my father loved Mama more than life itself and when she died, he became the man he is now. He’s a tyrant that would use his own daughter to make a deal, he’s a man that would belittle me and use me for whatever means necessary. He doesn’t give a fuck about me or anyone else anymore. He’s cold. He’s distant. I promised myself I would never become like him! I promised myself I would never,everfall in love because that would risk me becominghim.But you had to be so… soyou.You cared for me in a way no one else ever did, you accepted me for everything that I am, you saw the real me and didn’t shy away, you made me fucking love you and its fucking ridiculous because I’ve known you less than two months.” She stops her rant and takes a deep breath, her chest heaving and a wild look in her eyes. She’s fucking beautiful, perfect, she’s everything and she’s fucking mine, and she lovesme.

Fuck, she’s in love with me.

All of my worries from the past few weeks fade away as I stare at the woman who owns every single part of me, I stand and stepin-front of her. She goes to step back, but I clutch her shoulders and pin her in place.

“No more fucking running Izzy. You want to know what would happen if I died? I won’t tell you, because it’s not going to fucking happen. I’ll always come home to you, I’ll always be here, driving you fucking crazy, taking care of you, being the one you can cry to and laugh with and watching those shit tv shows you force me to sit through. I’ll be here with you, I’ll be here for you, I’ll be here loving you every single fucking day Izzy. You don’t get to hide from me anymore, okay? Because I love every single fucking part of you, the good, the bad, the insane. You came into my life and flipped it upside down, you’ve changed everything. You’ve changed me and I wouldn’t want it any other way because I can’t imagine my life without you in it. You think I’m going to leave? Fuck that, I’m not giving you the chance to move on to another man Izzy. I’ll cheat death to make sure you’ll always be mine.”

I don’t give her a chance to say anything else as I slam my lips to hers and pour all my emotion into the kiss. Her lip’s part on a gasp and I use the opportunity to slip my tongue inside her mouth, leisurely swiping my tongue against hers before nibbling on her bottom lip.

I pull back to look down at her. Even with her eyes puffy and red from crying, her hair a mess on the top of her head, her face free of makeup, she’s still the most goddamn beautiful sight I’ve ever seen.

“You love me,” she whispers so quietly I barely hear her.

“Ofcourse, I do baby. How could I not?” I give her a lopsided smile, and she rewards me with a wide smile that pulls the air from my lungs.

“I’m sorry I’m so crazy and freaked out,” she says with a frown, making me chuckle.

“You wouldn’t be you otherwise. I told you I never want you to change. Never apologize for being everything that you are.” I press my lips to her in a quick, tender kiss before lifting her up bridal style and carrying her towards the bedroom.

“Are you gonna fuck me now Luca?” she asks sweetly, and I shake my head while making a tsking sound.

“You’ve shut me out this past week, you’ve been a brat, gave me attitude and made me second guess myself and us, you’re not getting fucked Izzy. You’re getting punished,” I say and throw her on the bed where she lands with a squeal.

I pull her tee over her head and slide her shorts down her legs leaving her naked on the bed and staring up at me with hooded eyes.

“I’m all yours, Luca. Punish me, use me, fuck me, love me. I’m yours to do what you want with, always.”

Fuck me.

Chapter Thirty-Four

Izzy

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