“I told you I would kill you if you ever betrayed me. Fuck, Lena!”
“I’m sorry,” I say again and close my eyes, waiting for death. I have no regrets. I defended the man I love. I gave him revenge.
He drops the gun and yanks me into his chest, holding me so tight I can’t breathe. “I was so fucking scared, Lena. Knowing you were out there hunting his men. Then you were here safe and sound, but you threw yourself into the arms of a murderer. Even though you did it on purpose, even though I knew you could kill him six ways to Sunday, I was still terrified for you.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Stop saying that,” he snaps giving me a little shake. He bends and buries his face in my neck. “Never again, sweetheart. You will become my wife and you will never do this shit again. That’s an order.”
“Yes, Luis,” I say softly, holding him just as tight. “Whatever you want.”
We both know he’s wrong though. I will never stop protecting his back.