Page 89 of Shadows of Obsession

When I park in front of the house, I get out with Luna because all I want is to see her safely inside. Niko continues shouting on the phone in the car, demanding details and trying to prevent any information about the warehouse from appearing in the press.

Anuska waits for us in the entryway with a worried look. The poor woman seems to have aged twenty years in a few hours, but I recognize that this comes from her affection for Luna, and I can only appreciate her concern.

"Ro, thank heaven you've made it home safely," she says, looking at me while hugging Luna, who lets out a slight "Oof." I can see her trying to mask her pain with a smile while returning Anuska's embrace.

"Where does it hurt, love?" I ask and hope my tone makes it clear I won't accept a lie this time.

"I had a dislocated shoulder from the accident, but Julia reset it. I still feel a slight pain...but it's mild, Roman," she answers calmly, cupping my face in her hands.

For a moment I close my eyes and breathe in her scent. It's a jasmine fragrance that works like a balm for my nerves that wanted to spill blood a few hours ago.

"Anuska, please prepare some soup for Luna. Kai will be coming to check on her," I tell the housekeeper, and then I take the hand of the woman who constantly makes me lose control and lead her to the bedroom.

I know Niko is waiting for me in the car, but I want a few moments alone with Luna. The demon in me wants to be enveloped in her for at least a few seconds without prying eyes.

When we enter the room, she exhales in relief and turns toward me. Instantly we both close the distance between us and our lips touch. It's not a brutal or passionate kiss. It's a slow kiss meant to soothe the beast that went crazy in the hours she was gone. It's a kiss meant to cool the lava in my blood that made me lose reason. If someone had asked me at that moment to sign away everything I have just to get her back, I know I would have done it.

Normally such a realization would have terrified me, this lack of control over reason, but now there's a sense of calm in the certainty that this woman is the cornerstone of my control. Without her there is no control, no logic; I cease to exist.

Her lips deepen the kiss, seeking more, and when our tongues touch, a moan escapes her. That sound is enough to make me forget about Niko and the explosion, and I start running my fingertips over her back under the blouse she's wearing. Her skin is so warm, and I feel her scars burning under my touch.

"Roman..."

It's more of a breath, but I know the scars still upset her, so I stop. I rest my forehead against hers, looking straight into those green eyes that brought my beast to its knees.

"I have to leave, but when I return, love, I will kiss every mark, every scar, every scratch, and you'll understand that there isn't a part of you that I don't find perfect."

I kiss her again slowly, pressing gently on her lips, and feel her hands clutching my shirt in her fists.

Every touch from this woman is enough to make me think of her naked and trembling beneath me. Now she's safe and I need to deal with the other problems.

"Wake me when you return. We need to talk," she tells me and places a kiss on my cheek.

I can kiss her in the most depraved ways, undress her in front of me, have sex until I'm sure Anuska hears every scream, but it's this kiss that makes her cheeks redden in the most adorable way.

Again, my heart clenches in my chest when I look at her.

"If that's what you want. Go take a shower before Kai arrives," I tell her, and with that I head for the door.

When I get in the car, Niko looks like he's ready to kill someone.

My expression urges him to speak, and his words are enough to reawaken the demon that, for those few minutes with Luna, had calmed down.

"I think I know who the mole is."

Chapter 30

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Luna

The shower stream falls gently on my back while the scent of cherries and vanilla floats in the air.

I close my eyes and breathe.

For the first time in the last few hours, I try to process everything that happened today because, just like in the past, I sweep all my worries under the rug and try to ignore them.

But how many problems can you hide under the rug before the smell starts to suffocate you?

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