{KILLIAN}
Chiara sleeps soundly in my bed as I sit in the corner of my room, watching the way her chest rises and falls with each soft breath. She's undoubtedly the most stunning creature l've ever laid my eyes on, but on the inside, she's absolutely breathtaking.
Since the moment I brought her here, I've been focused on being prepared for her to love me, to hate me, to discover who I truly am. I didn't take a moment to consider how I would feel if I were to reciprocate those feelings.
I'm in trouble.
Last night while we spoke on the kitchen floor, it occurred to me that I wasn't the only one fighting this alien feeling inside of me. Every touch with her is electrifying, every smile stops my heart, every fucking time she looks at me, I'm captivated.
This is what I wanted, what I demanded from her. I brought her here to be mine, but I had no intention of it becoming anything more than a sexual relationship, and if it progressed well, possibly the woman who would give me a child.
