Chapter 56

ZAVIER [Zero]

I helped Lani and laid her on the couch. Slowly, and with damn shaky hands, I released the buttons of her silk nightie and untied the rope that held the piece of clothing together.

I separated the clothing, baring Lani's upper body to my view.

A wave of arousal hit me damn first but I ignored it for a far more important mission...

My eyes wandered carefully on her and I took in the subtle changes to her body. I wouldn't have recognized these changes if I ain't so obsessed with this body.

Her breasts were...fuller. I pressed a hand to that part of her body and circled a n'pple with infinite care. "They're darker..." I observed out loud.

"Yes..." She whispered, her eyes on me, a shaky smile on her face. There was also in mistakable desire there.

My eyes slid down to her belly. I stared at our baby, a tightening feeling on my damn chest. I ain't an expert in emotions yet, so I can't identify the damn feeling.

I placed my hand on her body and caressed her belly, taking in the firmness of it....and the slight bump to it.

My baby is in there now, the thought filled my head.

For the first time all my damn life, my eyes watered. I dragged that part of me from her belly to her face. I've never stared upon a more beautiful woman in all my life.

I want to be inside her. Now, more than ever. I want it more than my next fvcking breath.

Her searching blue eyes on mine seemed to know what I want immediately. I don't understand it, how she can read me with just her eyes.

"Lani...." I groaned as I wrapped her on my arms, my damn limbs shaky on her body.

"Yes." She nodded against me, "Yes, Zavier...please."

"God, Lani, I want you so much. Now...I want to be inside you." My lips found hers in a soft kiss.

"Yes, Zavier, please. Make love to me..." She whispered boldly against my lips.

I paused, my hand caressing her hair. "You sure baby?"

"Yes. I want to feel your a-arms around me. I wnat to f-feel you that way again, Zavier."

I wanted it more than anything but, "No sadness, no regrets?"

She shook her head slowly. "No sadness, no regrets. Oh, Zavier please....!"

She doesn't have to ask. I laid her down on the sofa again. "I don't want to hurt you..."

"Just be gentle with me, okay?" She whispered shyly.

LEILANI

His looked pained immediately. "Fvck, I can't be anything else with you now, doll. I'd sooner cut off my damn arms than hurt you and our baby."

"But I don't think I'll be able to. I'm not a gentle motherfvcker and I've wanted you for so damn long..." He leaned closer and kissed my belly softly, "...I don't think I can be able to control myself with you."

His firm belief about always saying the blunt truth has always been a trait I love so much about him. His potentiality to say exact what he thinks.

My hand found his stubble cheek caressingly. "I'm not scared and I trust you, honey, I know you'll never hurt me in all the ways that counts."

He craned his neck to make eye contact. "Growing up, I never had anything. Just Pops and damn missions. The need to kill became the motto. Killing became fvcking priority. When I met you, I knew I had to fvck you." He kissed my belly again, ".....I thank whatever fvck inside me that made me want to fvck you so damn bad, because it made me hellbent on getting you."

" I had thoughts on the dirty shits I have to do to you, and I'm still gonna do them all but now I'm more patient because we've got forever, and the bastard is a long time. I wanted to fvck you more than my next breath and because of that, I stalked up...like a predator stalks it's prey." He leaned closer and kissed my inner thigh, causing it to tremble slightly under his onslaught.

"I've never made a better decision in all my goddamn life." He continued in a groan, "I don't know what happened. Don't know how the fuck the feeling changed, from wanting to fuck you to needing to keep you to my goddamn self. Can't believe I have you now...and I've got a little human too that'll be ours."

His other hand caressed my neck and he breathed in, "Thank you, Leilani. Thank you for being you. For coming into my fvcking life. I'm a messed-up selfish bastard but I ain't letting you go"There'll be a huge problem the day you'll want to want out, doll. Because then, you'll have me and all my fvcking demons keeping you away from freedom." He stated matter-of-factly.

The tears in my eyes overflowed and I shook my head, rubbing his thigh rhythmically. "Why would I ever want out, Zavier, when my freedom is with you?"

A dark shadow crossed his features. "Now or in the future, you have no right to die on me, Leilani."

Alarms blazed in my head because I know he's getting worked up. I sat up slightly and placed a hand to his big shoulder. "You're right, honey. I have no such right."

He nodded firmly. "You don't and our little human don't. Let's forget what will happen to any bastard that tries to invade on my right to your lives and talk about the fact that it should never happen. Ever."

I hugged him and my body was trembling badly. I was almost afraid to ask but I couldn't stop myself. "Zavier...."

"Mmh." His body was taut like a solid unbending wall.

"If I die...."

I didn't think it was possible but he stiffened the more, his hands on my hips tightened to almost painful degrees.

I pushed on, "If I die....what happens?"

The question hung in the air. Thick and tensed. The silence was only interrupted with the tense music going on in my head.

He pulled back after a full minute and looked me in the eyes. "Zero will be back, with a vengeance."

With those words, he slammed our lips together and started kissing me. No, he devoured me. His lips ravaged mine, and his arms caged me tightly to him.

He devoured me like a starving man would do a twelve-course meal, as he laid me back to the sofa.

His hands and mouth were rough on me but I didn't mind, I melted to him even as I tried to soothe him and calm those demons inside him that has crawled up to the surface.

With one yank of his hands, he sent all the buttons of my nightie flying, the sound of them hitting the tiled floor replaced the silence of the night.

I tore my lips away and panted loudly to get enough oxygen into my system. And then, he was devouring my lips again as if he's afraid that I'll disappear if he doesn't.

I'm not going to disappear and nothing is going to me. Right?

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