Page 54 of Sweet Rule
Wanting that means my downfall. It’s not something I can shut the door on if I open it and I’ve worked so hard to not let it destroy me.
“Don’t call me that!” I push at his chest and throw myself back. I wobble in my heels and end up falling against the kitchen counter with a thud. “I’m not your little girl.”
“That’s where you’re wrong.You are.You always fucking will be.” Law holds me tight, even as I fight in his hold. It’s useless. He isn’t letting me go and I have nowhere to go anyway, but that doesn’t mean I’m ready to stop fighting.
“No! I’m no one! You’re going to see that soon. Just like everyone!” I throw myself back away from Law and keep struggling even when the marble countertop hits me in the small of my back. I know I’ll have a bruise tomorrow and in the days after this, but I don’t care. I don’t know how to stop now that I’ve opened the door to the ugly inside of me that I’ve done my best to ignore. I try to shove it down, bury it deep enough that I can keep going, but it’s always been there. Just like my anger at my mother, except that this runs deeper. This is a lesson that not only she taught me, but the world.
And the sad thing is, it is so much safer to believe it than Law. He makes me feel precious. Treasured. Like I am something to be protected and cared for. Believing Law means fighting against the lessons the world has ingrained in me until it is my baseline for reality.
“You’re going to leave me like everyone else. You already have.” The words are ripped from me and I hiccup through the sob that wells up in me. I can barely breathe, but I push at Law still. “I’m no one and nothing about me is special. You’re going to regret marrying me. You’re going to resent me because I trapped you in this.”
Law growls and brings his hand down with a slam on the counter at my back. The pink box in his hand hits the counter with asmackand he grabs my face. “There’s no fucking world where you don’t belong to me. You’re mine, Honey. You’re my woman. My little girl.”
I try to turn my face from his hold but there’s nowhere to go. “No.”
“Nobody forced me to do a damn thing I didn’t have a mind to do,” Law tells me as he presses his body against mine. It’s pathetic how quickly I want to press my hips to his when I feel his bulk against me. He grabs my left hand and opens the pink box with a snap. “I always planned to make you mine, and now you are. Anyone that tries to take you from me is going to find out how far I’ll go to keep it that way. I’m not going anywhere.”
His words pierce me. They slide between my ribs and hit my heart straight on until it hurts to breathe. “I don’t believe you.”
“Then believe this.” Law holds my hand, forces it steady as he slides the ring onto my finger. It’s beautiful and antique. I almost sob when I see the yellow diamond there. The morning light catches it and makes it sparkle. It’s simple, a single oval cut yellow diamond on a delicate gold band. It fits perfectly.
Law’s never bought me jewelry, let alone a ring. How did he know my exact size? I can barely breathe through my tears as he gets the ring on my finger. “I’m not going anywhere and if I fucking hear you say that shit again, I’ll fuck it out of you.”
I shake my head. “You're going to leave like everyone else. I-I’m no one.”
His eyes narrow. Those stormy beautiful blue eyes turn hard on me. “Wrong fucking thing to say, princess.”
Princess.
My breath leaves me in a whoosh and I sob. I’m ugly crying, but I can’t help it. I love him. I’ve loved him for as long as I’ve known him and the fear of losing him has always been there. No matter how much he doted on me and treated me precious. It was so easy to believe the set up my mother and Zeus set for us, because I never felt like he was mine to begin with. Every day and moment with him felt stolen. Like it belonged to someone else. Someone more worthy and deserving of a man like Law to love them.
Someone more deserving of a Daddy like him to call their own.
When the world gave me reason to believe I wasn’t the one meant for Law, that it wasn’t me that would ultimately end up with him, when it was all said and done. I never thought I was good enough for him. Why wouldn’t I believe the same lie I’d heard my entire life?
That was so much easier than believing in love. I shake my head and try to rip my hand away from Law but his hold is unrelenting.
“Look at it.” He brings my hand up in front of me. The warm glow of the sun washes over me and that fucking ring. It’s so beautiful. It sparkles and glitters, the cut of it casts a rainbow over my skin. It’s impossible not to look at it. but even still I try. The pillars holding up the lies I’ve made a part of myself tremble and shake. They crack and splinter when that fucking diamond on my finger glitters in the sun.
Law’s hand is back at my jaw, he turns my face so that I have to look at the hand he’s still holding up.
“Look at it!”
I buck against him. “You’re going to leave.”
“I’d rather fucking die.”
“You don’t-I don’t deserve you.” The truth comes out of me sooner than I thought it might. So unexpected that I go silent. We both do. The only sound is Law’s ragged breathing and me trying to hold back tears.
Law’s the one that breaks the silence. “What did you say?”
“I don’t deserve you,” I whisper. I sniffle and blink back the tears but it’s useless. Tears spill down my cheeks and I can barely swipe at them with my free hand with the way Law’s holding me. His fingers press hard into my jaw and I whimper from the pressure of it as he forces my head back.
“What?”
“I-I” I shake my head. I don’t want to say it again. It feels like I’m ripping myself open for him too much already. “I can’t,” I sob.”
“I said, what did you say, little girl.” He still has my hand up, the ring on it is catching the sun and he leans in close to me so that he’s all I can see. “Answer your Daddy.” It’s an order. I’m helpless against it and my knees finally buckle. I fall back against the counter while he holds me up with his body and hand on my face.
