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“Not even once.” Bianca shakes her head, her eyes growing sad as she looks up at me. “I mean, we weren’t the closest, so I wasn’t expecting a daily phone call or anything. But to have heard nothing stings more than I thought it would. I always had this feeling in the back of my mind that he was only ever interested in my life when he wanted something from me.”
“What do you mean?”
She shrugs and bites her lip to try and stifle the tears that are pooling in her eyes.
I pull her tighter against me and wait patiently for her to continue.
“When I went to college, we would maybe talk once a fortnight, and even then it was mostly him updating me on the business. He barely asked me about my classes or friends or anything. I didn’t think much of it because I was too busy having fun. But when I graduated, he gave me no choice but to come and work for him, being his only child and all. And then every interaction we had was him asking things of me. I never had a say, never had a choice…”
I wince. Maybe I am more like her father than I thought.
“I always knew he was disappointed he didn’t have a son, and his absence now just proves it.”
“Bianca…”
“I’m honestly surprised you haven’t heard from him. Because now you’re technically the son he never had.”
I have to look away, hoping that she didn’t see the guilt in my eyes.
Would it have been better to tell Bianca the truth about her father’s silence?
Maybe not. She would have done everything she could to protect him, no matter the cost.
“Don’t give up on him, Bianca. You don’t know how lucky you are to have a parent in your life at all.”
“I know, I’m sorry.” She turns to me and snuggles against my chest.
“If he’s gone quiet, I’m sure there’s a reason for it.”
“He’s never gone radio silent for this long, I’m just worried something’s happened…”
I need to get her thinking about something else because if she looks up at me with those beautiful blue eyes, I’m going to crack. And I can’t afford that.
Throwing back the sheet that’s barely covering us, I move myself on top of Bianca and settle myself between her thighs.
Her eyes grow wide as she feels how ready I am for her, but first I want to taste her. Zhizn’ moya. My life.
How she grew to mean so much to me, I don’t know, but I will kill this world and the next to keep her safe and in my arms.
“I think we have some more making up to do.” I reach down to press a kiss to the spot just between her breasts.
She wiggles beneath me, her fingertips sinking into my hair as I start to trail kisses down her stomach.
“I like your idea of making up.” She laughs. “Maybe you go first, and make it all up to me.”
I glance up at her, and she grins.
Fuck, she’s so beautiful.
“Is that so?” I dig my fingers into her hips as I continue to kiss lower.
“You have a lot of work to do, husband—” I run my tongue along her core, and she gasps, arching off the bed.
“What was that, wife?” I lick her again.
Bianca only moans, her fingers pulling at my hair as she grinds against me.
I know what she wants, but I’m not going to give it to her just yet.
