hapter 118
Dante Castelli.
I woke up to a gentle touch on my face.
For a moment, I thought I was dreaming.
I slowly opened my eyes and found my little bunny looking at me in silence, a small smile on his lips.
His messy hair fell over his face, and the soft light slipping through the cell’s narrow window illuminated his skin like the world had paused just so I could admire him.
“You’re beautiful when you sleep,” he said, tracing my jawline with his fingers.
“You look like an angel.”
I took his hand and kissed his palm slowly.
“No, you’re the one who looks like an angel, my love. I’m more of a demon.”
He let out a soft chuckle.
“A beautiful demon,” he teased with a smirk.
He leaned forward and gave me a soft kiss.
“I don’t want to get out of bed,” he confessed in a whiny tone. “I want to stay here with you.”
I hugged him tightly, feeling his warm body against mine.
“I’m right here, my love. I don’t want to leave the bed either. Your body is amazing. Warm, soft, and you smell so good.”
I brought my face closer and inhaled his scent, nuzzling his neck, which made him laugh softly.
“That tickles,” he said with a gentle smile.
I smiled too, running my fingers through his hair.
“How’s your body feeling?”
He slid his fingers over my abs, his gentle touch warming me inside.
“I’m okay. I don’t feel any pain or discomfort.”
I nodded, pleased, and kissed his forehead.
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“Did you sleep well?”
“Yes. And waking up with you next to me made it even better,” he answered, wrapping me in a tighter hug.
We stayed there, holding each other, enjoying each other’s warmth, like the whole world could wait.
“Let’s take a shower. Then we can come back to bed if you want,” I suggested, touching his hip.
“But will you stay with me? The whole time?” he asked, a trace of worry in his eyes.
I nodded, touching his cheek.
“I will. I don’t plan to leave your side today.”
We got up from bed reluctantly, and my eyes roamed over Elijah’s body.
He was a living work of art–every line, every curve, too perfect to be real.
Having him as mine was more than luck–it was a privilege I couldn’t even explain.
I watched as he picked up the uniform tossed in the corner and put it on. I got up afterward, grabbed my own uniform, and dressed slowly, feeling his gaze locked on me.
I looked up and found admiration shining in his face, his eyes full of devotion.
It hit me hard–a silent affection that warmed the deepest parts of my soul.
I walked over slowly, touched his face, and kissed him softly.
“Let’s go, my love,” I whispered against his lips.
He nodded with a smile and intertwined his fingers with mine.
We left the cell hand in hand, our steps in sync. We walked to my private bathroom.
As we entered, I was surprised to see two clean uniforms, folded towels, sealed toothbrushes and toothpaste, and fresh bars of soap on one of the benches.
I glanced quickly outside and saw the guard immediately avert his gaze.
At least he was good for something.
We undressed and stepped into one of the showers together.
The hot water poured down our bodies.
I pulled Elijah closer, wrapping him in my arms.
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Steam swirled around us, but all I cared about was his warmth against my chest–the comfort of knowing we were together, fully.
“It feels like it’s been forever since we’ve done this calmly,” he said, looking up at me.
“You’re right.“.
I rested my forehead against his.
“Things happened… mistakes. But what matters is that we’re here now. Together.”
He hugged me softly.
“I love you so much, Dante.”
I returned the embrace, pressing our bodies together under the warm water.
I kissed his wet hair, my heart pounding from the depth of the moment.
I gently cupped his face.
“I want to make something very clear, Elijah. You are my boyfriend, my lover… and my husband. If you want a label, we’re all of that. Every part of me already belongs to you.”
His eyes sparkled, and his lips trembled slightly.
He leaned in and pulled me into a deep kiss, holding the back of my neck, deepening the contact like he
wanted to fuse our souls together.
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