Chapter 49 - Yours, Daddy.

RUSSO EL MASSIMO

"Does your cheek still hurt?" I asked as I gently ran my fingers over her cheeks with her head resting on my arm as I cuddled her.

"It doesn't hurt anymore" she mumbled, playing with her fingers almost nervously.

"Won't torturing that guy to death bring you problems?" She asked in her soft voice and I chuckled.

"I bring problems to others. When I drop his corpse in front of his father, well that is if what remains of his body can be called a corpse when I am done with him. I am going to have his father apologize to you on behalf of his son." I said firmly.

"Russo..."

"He should have trained his son better, Caramia." I cut her off.

"Russo, he didn't hit me" Rosaline let the words out and I chuckled before looking at her face with a smirk.

"I know"

"What? You know? How... How come?" She pulled slightly away from her to look at my face better.

"You slapped yourself hard enough for me to be able to see your handprints. Those handprints I saw on your face when I first looked, they were clearly yours not his."

"So you knew? But if you knew, why did you..."

"Are we taking out the fact that the bastard was going to gang rape that woman? And apart from that..." I reached my hands back to her cheeks.

"If you, Caramia hit yourself to provoke me against someone else. It goes to prove that person needs to fucking die." I caressed her cheeks.

"I... I don't know what to say" she mumbled.

"You don't have to say a word" I assured her.

"Can you hold me even more tightly?" She asked, her voice soft.

I pulled her close to me, wrapping by arms around her.

"Closer" she requested.

"I have been hearing the gunshots in my head ever since we got back home and... And I can still hear his bones cracking when you hit him."

"I am sorry I let you hear and see that" I eventually pulled her to lay on me.

I kissed her forehead.

"Next time, I will kill them far away from you. They will just vanish from the world."

"N-no, next time Russo... You don't have to kill for me" she mumbled.

"I will, Caramia. Over and over again, I will do it."

She didn't give me a response to that and I preferred it that way because no matter what response she gave me, I would maintain my stand. Whoever hurts this beautiful soul deserved death.

"Cara" I called after a while of silence.

"Hmm" she sounded sleepy.

"Are you asleep?" I asked.

"No, not yet" she replied.

"Good. I am going to ask you a few questions" I patted her hair gently.

"Go on"

"Do you plan on getting married in the future?" It was a weird question.

"Yes, I do. Those exact words that I'd say at the altar excites me already. I want to have a good husband who loves me and everything about me and I also want kids. Two or three kids would do." She sounded excited. I could bet she was smiling right now, saying those words.

"Yes, that's what you deserve. A good husband and good kids."

"You don't intend on ever getting married, do you?" She asked.

"No, I don't. Those are the words I'd say at the altar if I ever found myself at one."

"Russo, this question might sound silly but since we have been... Since we have been fucking, have you slept with another woman?" She asked and I almost laughed.

How could I ever sleep with another woman when I had a literal goddess in my bed every fucking night?

"Yes" I whispered to her and she shot up from my chest.

"What did you just say?" Her eyes were furious and I couldn't hold my laughter back for long.

I laughed and pulled her back into my chest.

"You looked like you saw a ghost. How the hell would I fuck another woman?" I laughed.

"Don't go around joking about things" she said sternly.

"And let me tell you this" she rose a little from my chest to look at my face.

"You said it the other time that for now, I am yours. I want you to know that for now also, you are mine." She cupped my face and her possessive stern look just looked so fucking cute and adorable.

I felt something race inside of me at that moment but I suppressed it immediately.

"As you wish, Caramia. Why don't we seal it with a kiss?"

She tucked her hair behind her cheeks and lowered her face to mine. She brushed her lips with mine.

"I am yours and you are mine, daddy"

"Daddy belongs to you just as much as you belong to him, you good girl"

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AUTHOR'S POV

"We still haven't talked since then. I have been calling her but she has been avoiding my calls and then she sends her a text message, saying she is busy and she will reach out to me soon but she still hasn't reached out to me" Rick shrugged his shoulders.

"If only you had the ability to fall in love with another woman, I would have told you to do so but you clearly have lost that ability since a long time ago. You can't love another woman" Tim replied.

"That's right. He is hopelessly in love with Rosaline" Melinda kissed Tim's cheeks.

"Even if we hire a woman to seduce him, he is going to stop that woman from going any further than kissing" she added and Rick shifted his gaze to her for a few seconds.

After Melinda had kissed him the other night, he had stopped her and her advances, reminding her of the fact that her boyfriend was his own guy best friend. Melinda had of course asked him to ignore that but Rick had insisted he could not.

"Honey, can you get me a bottle of coke?" Melinda asked Tim.

"Whatever you want, Love" Tim got up and left the table, leaving just Rick and Melinda.

"Tim loves you so much. Pay attention to him instead."

"I love Tim, I mean I don't really see myself not being in this relationship with him" Melinda tucked her hair behind her ear.

"But I also love you" she shrugged her shoulders.

"And that's wrong." Rick remarked.

"So many things are wrong and yet completely normal, Rick. Perhaps if you had been with a woman before, you would know how to actually behave with Rosaline to get her."

"Even if I do want to be with a woman to learn what more I have to do with Rosa, that woman should not be you Melinda. Don't try too hard, just be with Tim. That guy loves you like you are his very own life."

"I don't believe I can't get you, Rick" Melinda shook her head, a mischievous smile playing on her lips.

"And so I will get you."

"I am back, love" Tim arrived with the bottle of coke and Melinda flashed him a smile.

"Thank you, love."

"Anything for you, my lovely Mel."