He was truly upset hearing her words where she again retreated to her fragile state. She was fine seconds ago. His urge to protect her was becoming greater, his possessive feel for her was deeper carved into his mindset, his willingness to kill the bastard was threatening him to be one of those bad people he had locked away and waited their time in death row. "You are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, your struggles had made me feel things I shouldn't. This is not supposed to happen, I should not have kept you here, I should follow the protocol and entrust you to the city. But... I can't... Blair, you're too beautiful. You made me want to keep you to myself, you... " he stopped his words to give her a kiss, a soft sensual kiss leaving her breathless."... you made me want to keep you in a glass cage, far from anyone who might want to hurt you. This is not me Blair..." he stopped again to help her stand and strip her of

She had been sitting at the bus stop for almost an hour when she decided to check her money. She needed to plan her next meal, but she didn't expect to find bills of twenties and hundreds in her wallet. Ian.She clasped her mouth with her hand trying to calm herself from the shock, while her other hand took the note from her wallet, then zipped her bag back up as she started reading it.I don't expect you to find this. Ever. If so, then you must've managed to run away from me. Blair... please be safe out there.I still hope that you'd comeback and let me help you. Just don't go back to him. - Ian.She shed a tear when she knows that he must've slipped those bills while she was sleeping. There must've been more than a thousand dollars there. She could sleep under a roof that night, she wouldn't ha

"Oh God Ian, please..." she was pushing herself upwards as he was licking and sucking her nipples. He was carefully maneuvering himself above her, trying not to touch her bruise. They were carved deep into his mind, he was secretly bubbling with the need to kill the guy if she hadn't already killed him already. She was shyly helping him took off his shirt and feast herself on his beautiful manly body, he was getting hard when her hands trailed his chest. She bit her lip feeling that he was liking her simple touches, it was making her want him even more. "Ian... more..."He was kissing her under her tits where the purplish color bruise had started to change to a lighter color. His hand grazed her greenish color hip and caressed it, wishing that he had the power to take it all away from her. He had been hit before, he had these kinds of bruises before and he knows exactly how much it hur

It has been a week since she stayed in the cabin. Ian had gone back since day two, but Luka the mob's IT guy had set up a secure line where both of them could communicate daily, even a couple of times a day. She had calmed down and trusted everything to Ian. She had hope for the best, while Ian was busy with his own high profile murder case at the office. But he was keeping close contact with Max and Luka."Thank you for this..." he was talking to Max on the phone in between his working hours keeping himself updated with Blair's case. Luka had hacked into the police main database for Blair's case and retrieved all of the incriminating evidence against her. Ian should be upset that the guy had easily cracked the police database, but he couldn't care less. He just wanted everything solved quickly. He was glad that it was self-defense, but the premeditated murder would definitely put her in a maximum-se

"Hey, you're awake already? How are you feeling?" Ian woke up the next day only to find the bed empty, last night he had said the word, and he had felt nothing but acceptance from her side. Somehow he knows that she was feeling the same, but didn't want to burden her with everything that was going on in her life already. "Morning... coffee?" she asked him but getting the pot and poured him a black one already and set it beside hers for him. Then she was back to making their pancake breakfast, last time she remembered that he liked them, so she wakes up early that day and tries to make him breakfast in bed. But she fails to realize that he was a morning person, with his job he was always an early riser. She was trying to thank him for all that he had done for her, then obviously for his confession last night. Him saying that he loves her was the sweetest, and he was saying it as if he could