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Sofia.

"Angel," he rasped out making my eyes widen, reaching behind me to grab the glass of water from the tray.

I took my hand off of his warm cheek and heard him growl lowly.

The sudden action made me almost throw the glass of water at him, but luckily he grabbed it and gulped it down. Impressed with his quick reflexes, my brain stuttered. Did he just....actually growl?

"Want more w-water?" I asked him softly taking the glass from his hand and helping him into a sitting position, hoping that it was more comfortable.

He looked over at me for a few seconds with unknown emotions swirling in his eyes then replied with a husky 'yes' and I obliged getting him more water to gulf down.

"Y-you need to have some food, you must be h-hungry and if you don't like what I had made, then, I'll make you something else-" he quickly interrupted my awkward word vomit, saying that he'd have whatever I made him, which made me blush again.

I averted my eyes away from his beautiful jade ones that shone with humourous intent and slowly brought the tray of food that I made earlier and got him to take the painkillers along with some more water.

"What's your name, Angel?" he asked, that rich deep voice compelling a pleasurable shiver to run down my spine at the sweet nickname. Gosh, I needed holy water if a single word did this to me.

"S-sofia sir," I quietly introduced, shaking myself out of my unholy thoughts regarding the gorgeous hunk.

"Sofia," he recited my name. An even more apparent blush coated my cheeks at how delicious my name sounded from his plump lips and I looked away not daring to succumb to his sinful eyes and honey, sweet voice.

"You really should have some of the food I-I made f-for you because you need to eat after having painkillers," Clearing my throat, I nodded towards the modest breakfast I prepared and assuredly told him.

"Well, thank you, little one," a sly smile crept on his face as he groaned leaning back, "I think I'm going to need you to feed me since I'm sick and tired," he stuffed with the hint of a smirk.

My eyes widened to stutter out an incoherent sentence before trying to answer him properly. "I-uh-I don't know I-I just c-can't. Wouldn't it make you uh- uncomfortable?" I was embarrassed as I casted my eyes downward finding the wooden floor interesting all of a sudden. I weirdly refused to meet his stare, dodging the eye contact like my life depended on it.

"Look at me, little girl," he said, stern, two fingers tilting my head to face his.

I slowly took my eyes off the ground to look at his face and his darkened green were the first thing that made me freeze, I gulped audibly and took a step back out of instinct.

"It won't. Wouldn't you like to help me get better, little Angel, hm?" he said, his foreign Russian accent more prominent as each letter left his lips. "You've so good to me, don't you think it'd be rude if you just left to me to fend for myself, now?"

Well, that was a bit of a stretch. A little agitating too, I wasn't the one to being guilty tripped and damn, if it didn't make me angry that he'd even say it like that. Like it was my job to be at his aid even after all the trouble I had to go through.

He looked fine enough to feed himself, damnit!

I mumbled an 'okay' and dragged the small coffee table and the tray on it to him. I tried to bring a chair near the couch to avoid being of close proximity with the gorgeous jade eyed man.

"No, no, no, you'll come here, sweetheart. There's no need for that," he said patting his thigh and dismissing my attempt at arguing with him about being hurt.

Was he freaking serious, right now?

Apparently, he was. So much for being sick, huh?

I awkwardly scratched my nape saying "I'd rather sit here," I hesitated meeting his blazing green eyes but moved closer, nonetheless. Our thighs stuck together.

Not waiting for a reply, I reluctantly picked up the fork, cutting the pancakes to small pieces. I took small portions of them with maple syrup to his already opened mouth and watched as his lips around the piece of cutlery.

He let out a breathy moan and closed his eyes, leaning back.

I couldn't think of anything besides hearing that noise again and again. And I Sofia Luna hereby named that as my favorite sound so far.

I blushed bright red looking away, embarrassed by my own thoughts and his actions.

"So good." He groaned taking another bite as I hurriedly tried to keep up with him. The meds and the hunger must've just hit him because he looked ready to a damn horse.

His hand reached over and patted my head as he uttered out praises through mouth full bites.

The single action made me want to crawl into a ditch and die from how impossibly red my cheeks were by this hulk of a man showing affection to a strange girl like me.

With one thought in my head. I continued feeding Nadei and tried to ignore the sounds that he was making that had my traitorous core heating up cursing my at how hormones were completely out of control!

Inappropriate thoughts buried themselves in my head and I didn't even freaking know the man that well, mind you, and the unforgettable fact that he might turn out to be a psycho which was even more alarming.

I had so much unfulfilled goals to accomplish, plus dying a virgin without even experiencing something as simple and trivial as sex was a no go.

I quickly scrambled off of his lap making him low growl again and I was starting to think that this man might be a werewolf with all the growly attitude.

After informing him that his brother will be there soon to take him home which made him gaze away thoughtfully and nod mindlessly for some odd reason.

I washed the dishes, after continuously sneaking glances at him as he used his phone.

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I moved setting far from Nadei on the couch, which he growled for again then pulled me into his lap again making my blush resurface and my brain blare with fear blocking any rational thought to evaporate into thin air.

I hid my face with my hands. This was not how normal people acted when they were brought into a place they didn't know. Just what was this guy's deal? Did he hit his head or something? Maybe the painkillers were making him drowsy and he didn't know what he was doing?

Chuckling Nadei took my hands from my face tenderly and cupped my flaming cheeks with one of his huge hands pecking my eyelids and cheeks.

Gods, this was so freaking bizarre but why did I like it?

I tried to pull away from him when I had started to feel sleepy, he just tightened his grip on my waist and I stopped struggling.

I couldn't bring myself to pull out of his warm and comfortable hold so I just did what a non normal person would do if they were tired and sleepy.

I drifted to dreamland.

Safe and protected in his arms.

A seemingly perfect stranger's arms.

but if I only knew then.

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Nadei.

I found my queen.

We have found her.

The moment I had seen her gorgeous crystal blue orbs peeking at me worriedly with awe and that childlike wonder I knew she was it for me.

This connection I felt towards her was unexplainably and absolutely heart stopping.

Love at first sight.

That was what it was and I succumbed to it. I fell a victim to her gorgeous eyes, to her kind nature in the small period of time I interacted with her. Just how selfless and beautiful could a person be? That was the question haunting my thoughts for the last two hours she had fallen asleep on me.

Sneaking a glance at her head tucked under my shoulder, I pulled her back to me. "Moya Lyubov'," I murmured, kissing her forehead and flushed cheeks while continuously playing with her hair as pleased soft sighs left her delicate lips.

She was so..magnificent, gorgeous, kind, innocuous and obedient to no end. She was everything I had ever wanted and everything l'd ever need and more.

But fuck, her cuteness and shy self made me feel all sorts of emotions from our brief encounter. I wanted to protect her, shield her and bathe in her warmth, in her love.

The little angel awakened my frigid heart bringing it to earth, she consumed me, wholly and I would gladly fall at her feet for whatever it is that she'd wish for.

For whatever whim of hers, for whatever wish, for whatever her little heart desired, I, would go through hell and back for her to have it.

I started thinking back to when I heard her angelic and soft voice calling out to me like a siren's call to a hopeless sailor and I merely glanced at her beautiful eyes briefly before I lost consciousness and it was like something clicked inside of me.

I never felt anything other than indifference, pain, or anger in my whole thirty one years of life but those emotions died out completely when I saw her.

If it wasn't for her I would've probably got abandoned and would've took days for anyone to find me.

Glancing at her curled up to my chest made me forget all of the physical pain that I was feeling. All the emotions that I've held back so many years resurfaced.

She was so fucking small and precious.

If I could just hold her in my embrace forever, that would be heavenly.

I looked at the clock on the wall to see that Nikolai was fifteen minutes late and pick us up to the airport to leave to our home.

Picking up my phone with my free hand I called Nial since Nik the dumbass wasn't answering his phone.

My younger brother picked up on the second ring greeting me with his yet gruff voice, my nerves easing me up as I held onto the small angel.

"Brother," he ascertained.

"Where are you? You're fifteen minutes late," I cut into the chase not wanting to waste time, my limbs aching slightly as Sofia shifted.

"We're half an hour away. We'll be there soon," I heard him mumble. "You okay?"

"Will be, when you two fuckers hurry up and get here. There's something we need to discuss, immediately."