“What Adela told me about you, hurt. I thought I could never forgive you, but just now I realized something. You were my guardian angel.”
“Huh?”
“You watched me the entire time I was with Dante, didn’t you?”
I suck in a breath, not liking where this is going.
“Didn’t you?” she presses again.
“Yes, I watched you.”
She smiles, and it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
“You watched me and made sure I could survive. I don’t know why you left me with him for as long as you did, but as soon as you realized I couldn’t make it one more day, you got me out.”
She takes a deep breath.
“Tonight, you repeated every horrible thing Dante did to me. But you didn’t take anything from me. You didn’t hurt me. You gave me my life back. You gave me my freedom. You let me choose the darkness. And you helped me replace the negative memories with something beautiful.”
My mouth twitches, not agreeing or disagreeing with her.
“You made me stronger.”
I look her up and down. I can’t disagree with that. She looks stronger. Her eyes are clearer. Her body sits more upright. And when she smiles, she really smiles.
“And you made me fall in love with the darkness. I’ve been fighting it my entire life. But I’ve always been the princess of darkness. This is my home. And you gave me the power for that to be okay.”
She leans forward and kisses me softly on the lips. “Thank you.”
She pulls me to her and hugs me. Of all the ways I thought this was going to go, I never thought this was a possibility. I don’t know what just happened, but I want it to happen again. I’m addicted to her body now.
“Again,” she whispers into my ear before releasing me.
I grin. “You sure?”
She laughs. “No, but I want you. You excite and terrify me, and yet, I’ve never felt so free as when I’m with you.”
I nod. I understand. I’ve only ever felt that way once, and then it was taken from me. I won’t let Gia ever leave my side.
I still see the need for revenge in her eyes, but it’s lessened a little. And when she looks at my body, I see the lust for more. She wants me, monster and all.
She thinks I didn’t hurt her. I hope she’s right. But I’m afraid I have, she just doesn’t know it yet.
14
Gia
I’m sick.
That’s what last night made me realize. I’m one sick and twisted motherfucker. I loved what Caspian did to my body last night. I loved every mark, every scar, every sharp intake of pain.
I loved every kiss, every tease, and every thrust.
I loved it all.
I’ve never felt so free, and yet so trapped. I had a plan before. Find the hate and the need for revenge to free myself from him, but now, I can’t live without our messed up sex.
I’m not sure I would ever come again with plain missionary sex. I want more.