07| Who Were My Parents?

"Oh, my Gods!!" I splutter as he tightens his grip around my body before he tosses me on top of the mattress.

"Forgive me, if I knew this was the reason that was eating you up inside, I would have told you years ago, printsessa," He says, looking down at me as I scramble off the side of the bed and stand up.

"This," I wave my hand back and forth between us, "ain't gonna happen."

"Why not? You know there is an undeniable pull between us, Zee."

"Our parents are dead..."

"We can comfort each other." He looks at me with eyes that scream for a desperate escape.

I scowl at him, "They would never have given us their blessing, Dmitri. We were raised like siblings so we would always have someone else to lean on if anything was to ever happen to them." I pause, staring into his eyes that hold me captive as my heart begins to shatter.

...If anything was to ever happen to them...

I swallow back the lump that has lodged itself in the pillar of my throat as we stare at one another with our emotio