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Determined to keep him from doing something really stupid, I clumsily walked the uneven sand, ignoring the greedy looks of the men around me who were no doubt betting on my risqué outfit that I would be easy to get hold of.
How easy they were to manipulate. Apparently it was enough to show a deep cleavage...
How primitive and clumsy...
"Isalie!" I suddenly heard Emilio call out to me through the loud party music and I glanced over my shoulder, but I didn't stop.
On the contrary.
I hurriedly bent down, took off these really uncomfortable shoes and just left them at one of the dark bar tables to walk barefoot between several dancing couples, always straight towards the dark-looking sea...
Rarely did so many different emotions run through me as at this moment and it was like tearing myself up and down.
There was the unbridled anger towards his father. The incredible luck to see him again. The consuming longing for his lips and the deep sadness at the realization of what fate Emilio was inherited from...
Everything was there and went through me equally, while the warm sand disappeared under my feet and only icy cold remained.
I looked down at myself. Stunned, I watched the sea water flowing over my feet again and again, taking on a constant rhythm.
"Isalie! What should-"
He didn't say anything, because I immediately turned around to him, startled, looked into his dark eyes warningly and then pulled out to throw the key of his car with full force into the black waves in front of us.
"You didn't really do that!."
He stepped right next to me and while I looked up at him tensely, he just stared out at the dark sea in bewilderment and seemed to be thinking about throwing me right after him.
"You broke your promise. At least you stay here and don't do anything rash! If you're mad at me now, then fine... I can live with that," I explained into the emerging silence and then winced slightly when he suddenly grabbed my chin between his fingers and eyed me intently.
"Do you really think I couldn't just walk to my father's mansion?!" he retorted in a dark voice and I swallowed hard because the way he looked at me again made me feel hot and cold at the same time.
"You sure could, but I just hope you don't."
"And why shouldn't I just drive over to him and give him a bullet?!", he immediately asked me a little louder and grabbed my chin tighter so that it started to hurt. "He doesn't deserve to go on living!"
"I understand your anger, but you're hurting me, Emilio," I whispered, putting my hands tenderly on his cheeks, which slowly seemed to calm him down again.
His eyes softened at the sight of me. His tight grip on my chin relaxed and his body stopped shaking at the same moment.
I was more than grateful that he seemed to be getting calmer, because by now I felt like I was being watched all the time.
I didn't even want to imagine what would happen if he had gone to his father's now...
"You need to keep calm and give yourself time to think this through," I pleaded, looking up at him wide-eyed as I ran my hands down his cheeks to his waist to pull him a little closer to me draw. "I don't want to have to visit you in prison for years before we could finally start living, Emilio."
His gaze showed me so much emotion at the moment, but I only noticed the beautiful smile that spread across his lips and made him look irresistible.
"You still wouldn't give up on me after all this? Not even if you had to wait years for me?"
"You always have to wait for good things," I breathed and snuggled my face sideways against his chest, causing him to immediately release his hand from my chin and enclose me tightly in his strong arms. "Also, I don't see the evil in you that you always see in yourself. It's very obvious to me that your father is a sadist and only brought the worst out of you. It's up to you now to show your good side find believing in her and get away from him."
His hug became even more demanding, so that I could stand on his chest and listen to his heartbeat very closely and closed my eyes smiling.
It was just breathtakingly beautiful and I knew that I had never experienced anything as intense as with him.
We needed no words...
no romantic music...
no candlelight and no sex either.
For my complete happiness it was enough to stand with him silently on the warm sand and listen to the waves, while everything around us no longer seemed important.
"I didn't believe that you would really come back to me," he whispered softly in my ear and then kissed tenderly over the skin of my neck, which made me sigh contentedly.
"I should never have left. That only made things worse," I replied just as quietly, breaking away from him to look up into his eyes. "I don't even know how to proceed now..."
Wistfully I turned my face to the sea and took a deep breath, but he took my chin between his fingers again and gently forced me to look deep into his eyes again.
"You stay with me, butterfly, and don't think I'll ever let you go!"
His words were so menacing...so dark and dominating, but instead of feeling caged or controlled by it, I felt only pride and sheer joy in that moment.
"And what are we going to do about the police?" I asked uncertainly, and then caught my breath as he brought his face closer to me again, so that I looked down at his lips longingly.
"Let that be my concern. Just like Ernesto. You should just be happy, because that means happiness for me," he breathed seductively and, after his words, laid his lips very gently on mine, so that I immediately felt the intense tingling sensation felt throughout my body and began to float.
