CHIARA
"Damn it tesoro, what do you want from me?" he snapped. "I don't know what you're talking about." This wasn't going to end well. I could feel it. "Tell me whatever the fuck you want. I got you! Do you want money? Dry all my bank accounts. Do you want to go shopping? I'll buy a whole damn mall and bring it anywhere you fucking want! I'll give you, my life! Just say the fucking word! What do you want?" His eyes were so wide and dark.
"You're out of your mind." I bit back.
"Yes, Goddamnit! I am out of my fucking mind. You drive me so crazy that it's so hard for me to breathe! I can't think right with you around another man. Shit!" He loosened his tie roughly, cursing under his breath, and when he looked up at me, his eyes shimmered. Darkness and vulnerability gleamed in them. It made my heart hurt. Why did it hurt so much to see him in pain? "For the love of God, what do you want from me, Chiara!" His voice broke.
"YOU! I fucking want you. Okay?" I snapped back. Tears streaming from my eyes. "Fuck!" I turned my back on him, covering my eyes with my shaking hand. It scared me. The words that just came out of my mouth scared me so much that I wished I could take them back. It was the revelation to myself that made me want to cry. What have I done? Why did I fucking let this happen? This wasn't how it was supposed to go.
He spun me around, and I was able to only take a single breath in shock before his lips smashed mine. Hot, painful and punishing. Just like how I was feeling. His hands grabbed and squeezed my waist while mine circled around his neck, angling my head for a better access.
He held the back of my thighs and hoisted me up. My legs naturally circled around his waist. He took a few steps and then cold seeped on my back when I was pressed against the wall.
He pulled back, both of us panting. "Say it again, tesoro." I looked straight in his eyes and uttered. "I want you." He shut his eyes letting out a silent breath, tears rolling down his cheeks. "Again," He whispered, pressing his forehead with mine. My lips began to quiver, as I blinked my tears. But I was done lying to myself. "I want you, Melo. So bad that it hurts."
He laughed but his eyes were tearing up. So, I just looked at him, shedding as well. "I'm yours. Always have been. So, tell me what I want to hear the most. Make me the happiest man in the entire world, tesoro." His voice cracked at the end. This moment, these tears that we shared, and our closeness… it all felt so right. "And I am yours." I murmured.
He buried his face on my chest. His shoulders shaking, his hot breath awakening my skin and his tears soaking. I ran my fingers in his hair. He whimpered.
"Five years. I waited five fucking years for this. So, tell me again, tesoro…I'm trying to convince my mind that we're not in a dream. Do you truly want to be with me?" He looked so vulnerable, and I hated it.
"Yes. But I don't know, Melo. You love me so much that it scares me. I don't think I'm capable of returning such feelings to you. It's too much."
He lifted his head, his glistening eyes, nose, both were tinted with red. The sight of him erupted a painful tightness inside my chest. "Then tell me what you want me to do. If I'm being too much, show me how to be less. Tell me how you want to be loved, tesoro. Teach me everything your way, and I will do everything and get it right at a first try for you."
And a dam was broken. More tears rolled down my cheeks. I raised my hand and cupped his face, rubbing his reddened cheek with my thumb. He turned slightly and kissed the tip of it, making his warmth spread all over my hand. I leaned down and kissed the tip of his nose in return.
"Just so you know, I won't let any man change me." I declared. The thought of starting a relationship terrified me. I was scared of losing my control to someone just because I loved them.
"Who said you have to change anything, tesoro?" He replied coolly. "And I don't have time for love. I'm broken beyond repair." I added. "We can fix that." He kissed my tear before it rolled down. "You hurt me with your words earlier and then you fucking yelled at me. Who told you I have hearing problems? And how are you going to fix that?"
"I was wrong tesoro, I'm sorry. I'm never going to repeat it again."
Why did he have to be so fucking good at everything? I was not a good person for him. But why was my heart craving this more than what brought me to him in the first place? I wanted him so bad that I was becoming selfish. Did that mean I was a gravely bad person? And why being a bad person didn't sound so bad if he was mine?
"Are you going to be with me forever? Even if I'm bad to you." I whimpered. "Forever doesn't feel right, tesoro. I want you to tie me down in every lifetime."
"You promise?" I raised a brow.
"I promise." He pressed his forehead with mine, caressing my hair. "You just made me the happiest man in the world tonight." I cupped his face, "Then kiss me already. What are you waiting for? An official notice?" He chuckled, held the back of my head and captured my lips.