Page 185 of She will Always be Mine

“You’re wrong,” I fiercely say, wanting to erase his pain.

“My father’s blood runs in my veins, Nyra.” He roughly exhales. “How can you still love me?”

“Because you’re not him. You’ll never be him, not even close,” I say, cupping his face. “I won’t let you pay for his sins.”

“I’m worse than him,” he sneers before pushing away from me. My body sways from the loss. “He’s dead because of me, Nyra. For fuck’s sake, I don’t even regret it and I’ll do it again if I have to.”

“Riaan,” I whisper. I knew it, but it’s still hard to hear.

“How aren’t you scared or running away?” He mutters; his torment mingling with mine.

“You’re my safe haven. My protector. My man,” I confess. “I run to you, not away from you.”

“Do you really want to be with a man who’s a killer?” he demands, arms spread. “I need to know because once you say yes, I’m never letting you go.”

“Yes,” I answer before he even finishes his sentence. Steeling my spine, I tell him, “Nothing will make me stop loving you. That man was a monster and he deserved to die. He was going to do the same to me had you not saved me. Men like him are better dead.”

I don’t realize I’m clenching my fists until Riaan holds them in his palms and tilts my face toward his. Licking my lips, I speak, “Because of you, I sleep safely at night knowing he can’t ever touch me again or anyone else. You are not a bad man. You selflessly protect the ones you love. I’d be a fool to walk away from you. I love you so much and if I have to fight for us like you’ve always done, I’ll do it for the rest of our lives.”

“I missed you so much,” he groans against my lips and I feel them down to my bones. He fills the hole around my heart by just saying that.

“Come home, Riaan.”

Kissing me, he places his palm on my heart that forever beats for him and whispers, “I am.”

“You have ten days of making up to do, Riaan,” I growl playfully.

“Then I better start.” He smirks before picking me up in his arms bridal style.

I smile through the tears gathering in my eyes as he carries us downstairs until we reach his car. We don’t look back as we drive away from the place that’s given us as much heartache as it given us happiness.

Our balcony will always hold a special place in my heart. But like all beginnings, they must come at an end.

As long as we’re together, we’re already home.

We hold hands the entire time we drive to his old apartment. The car’s engine hasn’t even turned off completely before he’s out of the door and by my side. Lightness fills my heart as we run inside and will for the elevator to hurry to his floor.

Our greedy hands is already all over each other while our lips meet in a messy kiss.

The elevator stops and once again, I’m in his arms. I wrap my legs around his waist and clutch his hair as I bite, suck, and lick his lips. Our tongues battling for control and my cries swallowed by him.

“Riaan.” I whimper when he tugs my hair sharply and dominates my mouth.

“Fuck! I missed your taste, baby.”

His hand fumbles with the lock for a second slamming the door against the wall. Shutting it behind us, he pushes me against it and grinds his hard cock between my thighs. I rake my nails down his back as he rips my dress off, followed by my bra and wet panties.

“Ahhh…” I scream when he pinches my swollen clit.

Things clatter to the floor as he guides me to his bedroom, and my body burns hotter.

Somehow, we make it uninjured to his bed and he throws me down.

I lean on my elbows while biting my lip as he takes his clothes off. I rub my pussy as his naked chest comes to view and his gaze turns beastly as he catches me.

“Play with your tits,” he orders gruffly.

I squeeze and pinch my nipples and my head drops at the pleasure before my hands are ripped away. His mouth sucking my breast into his mouth, his tongue flicking the hard nub as I push his head down harder.

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