Violetta
"You have to learn to trust me at some point."
The whisper in my ear heated my skin, and I tried not to wiggle against the body pressed to mine. I didn't understand what he wanted.
"You. I want you."
And he could always read my thoughts. Damn irritating.
His low chuckle filled the darkness as his hand slid over my belly. I was naked. I was always naked, floating in the nothingness, and he was always here.
A dream. Just a dream, except I wasn't asleep. Not always. Not this time.
"It's hard to see you and not touch you. To see you and know that you won't let me hold you."
Let him? Nobody let Ferrara do anything. If he wanted to hold me, he would.
And that's how I knew it wasn't real. This was just the mate I wanted. The hero. The one who would listen and understand.
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