Becoming Mrs DeLuca
He pauses at my expression, taking a deep breath; he pauses, panting slightly; he takes a seat next to me in defeat, turning to stare at me.
“I know you don't love me now, my Bella.” He moves closer to me, taking in the flowery shampoo scent that was left for me in the bathroom to take a shower with earlier.
His nose brushes my bare neck, and I shiver in disgust.
“But you will love me soon, Bella, and we will be together, somewhere far away from Dominic and all this drama,” he says whimsically.
Delusion is his top priority as his fingers grace my neck. “Soon we can do what we want, and I can touch you how I want.” He pauses.
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