"Now, why don't you enjoy the rest of your time with Bryce, and we can discuss this further when you get home. Love you!" Her mom ended the call.
Tati stared at the silent phone, her mind reeling from the revelation. As if sensing her turmoil, Bryce reached out, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"Hey," he said softly, his eyes filled with concern. "Your mother was just protecting her daughter. She didn’t do anything wrong. I mean, murder is wrong, but the F…."
“But the Farrina’s planned to murder me first,” she finished for him, understanding his logic.
“Right.”
Tati sighed. “I just don’t want to get used to the killing, no matter the reason. I don’t want anyone else to have to kill for me. If something else happens, let's try to find a different way to handle it. Okay?”
Bryce nodded. “Okay, love.”
Tati stared up at the ceiling. Bryce pulled her close, and she curled into his embrace.
"No matter the darkness we face, I'll always be by your side," he told her. “And if you want to leave, if you want to flee this darkness, I’ll take you away. I swear.”
Did she want to leave her mother again? Did she want to leave Mrs. Cattaneo and the café? Did she want to start over somewhere new again? No. No, she didn’t.
“Just say the word, and we can go,” he told her.
The sincerity in his words brought a lone tear to Tati's eye. In a world full of lies and betrayal, she realized that Bryce, her mom, Mrs. Cattaneo, and Taro were the only people she could truly rely on.
They weren’t perfect… at all. But they loved her. They would die and kill to protect her. And yes, that may seem toxic to some, even to her, it did sometimes, but at least they only did so to protect their loved ones. If you didn’t fuck with them, they wouldn’t fuck with you. Tati smiled as she touched Bryce’s cheek.
“When I think of having your kids, I can’t picture doing that without our mothers there to help guide and love on our kids. And Taro is going to make an awesome uncle one day. And you, Bryceson, my hero, my protector, the man of my dreams, are going to make the perfect dad.”
He smiled, eyes brimming with tears. “First, I must show you I can be a good husband.” He started to say more but groaned. “Fucking drug.”
Tati smiled and pushed him onto his back. “We can finish that conversation after the drug wears off. Now, do you want me to suck you until you come in my mouth and let it drip down my chin?”
Darkness filled his gaze as he nodded and murmured, “Yes, baby.”
“Then say please. Say, please suck me, Tati. And tell me that you crave me.”
He gave her a wicked grin. “You’re about to get your revenge, huh?”
She nodded. “I mean, I am Tina, the Demon’s daughter. Plus, I’ve always been a little petty.”
Bryceson chuckled. “Please, Tati. Suck me until I growl your name, baby. I crave you, and only you, forever. For me, it’s always been only you.”
Ahhh. How sweet.
“Hands above your head,” she ordered.
He obeyed. Smiling, she proceeded to make him growl her name over and over again, until his cum filled her mouth and dripped down her chin. Then she rode his mouth, coating his lips in her nectar. They spent the next three days wrapped in each other’s embrace, wrapped in each other’s love.
No, their love wasn’t perfect. No, it wasn’t a fairytale romance. But she was no Cinderella, and he was no Prince Charming. They were just Tati and Bryce. Just two lovers. Just a manager and her assistant manager.
And they were perfect just the way they were.