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“I’m going to my apartment,” Esmerelda says. “Tyrone, care to join me for a cup of coffee?”
“We just had coffee,” he replies.
“Come with me so they can have some privacy,” she snaps at him, which has him shooting up from the couch.
“Yes, ma’am.”
Eden and I watch as they leave the penthouse, then I turn my attention back to my woman.
“Please accept the gifts.”
She glances at everything on the coffee table, then says, “Okay, but you don’t have to buy me stuff.”
“I do. It makes me feel good knowing I’m taking care of you. Let me spoil my girlfriend when and however I want.”
Wrapping her arms around my neck, she finally relents. “Okay.”
Excited, I let go of her and pick up the phone. “Want me to set it up for you?”
Eden lets out a chuckle as she sits down on the couch. “Please.”
I switch the device on, and it takes a few minutes for me to sign Eden into all her apps. When I’m done, I hand it to her.
“Thank you,” she whispers as she looks at the device in her hand before glancing at the other gifts.
When she’s quiet for too long, I ask, “Are you okay?”
She nods, and gently brushing her fingers over the screen of her phone, she admits, “I’ve never had nice things like this before.” She glances around the penthouse before looking at me. “It feels like I’ve been thrown into some kind of alternate universe. It’s like a fairy tale, and I’m scared if I get used to it, it will be taken away from me.”
“Never, Tesoro,” I assure her. “This is your life now, and nothing can take it away from you, because I’ll kill whoever dares to try.”
The corner of her mouth lifts. “I keep forgetting you’re in the mafia.”
Leaning forward, she picks up the earrings. “They look so expensive. I’m scared to wear them.”
“Put them on for me,” I murmur.
Her smile grows as she slips them into the tiny holes in her earlobes, then she lets me help her with the necklace.
Getting up, she walks to the restroom, and not wanting to miss her reaction, I follow her.
When she stops in front of the mirror, she sucks in a deep breath as she stares at her reflection. “Jesus, the black eye looks even worse today.”
“The bruises will heal.” I stand behind her and place my hands on her hips. “The diamonds look perfect on you.”
“Yesterday I thought it was game over for me, and today I’m wearing…” her voice cracks, and spinning around, she buries her face against my chest.
I hold my woman tightly as the trauma of her captivity hits, knowing this won’t be the last time she breaks down.
When she regains control over her emotions, she mutters, “Sorry, I’m ruining the evening.”
“You didn’t ruin anything.” Pulling her out of the restroom, I lead her back to one of the couches. “Want me to make you some tea?”
“Please.”
Sitting down, she takes off the pieces of jewelry and places them carefully back in their boxes.
I hurry to the kitchen and make her a cup of camomile tea. While I’m busy, I think about her strong reaction to the gifts.
