Chapter 37

ELENA

I kept my eyes on Vladimir for a second as he studied my expression. He ran his finger over my waist, gently massaging it. 

“Are you sure that you want this, malyshka?” Vladimir asked, his voice softening in a way that even a sobbing baby would have calmed. 

“I want you, Vladimir. I trust you,” I said, voicing out the one thing that I never thought that I would.

The man, I didn’t even know why my body felt like it needed him, like I needed him. All I knew was that I felt my safest around him. He was the light of my day, the savior of my dark days, and the anchor to my ship. I knew that he knew and understood that very well. And though I didn’t know whether I should be thankful or frightened because of it, I knew that I wouldn’t replace him, his presence, and his love for the world. 

He connected his lips with mine once more, and our clothes which were concealing our bodies from one another started coming off, being thrown around ran